"Elara, are you okay?" I looked in the mirror in front of this car. "I'm fine Dad. Why?" I answer once think to myself. "You're not okay sis. Look at what you're wearing. Time has passed. It's like you're selling bloated. Disgusting." Princess shuddered as her gaze followed what I was wearing. What's wrong with what I'm wearing? Black jeans and black shirt with 'The Chemical Romance' added. I also wore white shoes and a black cap. What if I hit you on the wall. I gave her a fake smile. "I'll take that as a compliment. I don't think there's anything wrong with what I'm wearing. Are you wondering what I'm wearing? I'm also wondering why you're wondering." It makes my blood boil again. Imagine who is beautiful. It looks like cassava.