Chapter 253. Party

CYNTHIA's P O V

I wasn't prepared for how quickly Stef was able to compose herself because she had already stopped crying. Even at this moment, she was already giggling as if nothing had happened.

We were getting ready to go to a party that was going on right now in her neighborhood, which was located only a few blocks away from her house.

I stepped into the black, strapless dress that she had lent me, and her eyes widened, then covered her mouth at the sight of me, before a big ‘‘whoop whoop’’ came blaring from her lips as she removed the towel that was wrapped around her body.

She had just emerged from the shower room, and was currently donning a red dress, which she explained was the color of celebration and independence. Indeed, she appeared to be enjoying herself at this point, and I didn't want to disrupt it.

I quickly disregarded the idea of informing her about Melanie, since I was aware that she would never support the concept of my rekindling our frie