NovelBookThe very next day, Fortune texted Joyce the tand place for the event-along with a sleek, understated dress
that matched Joyce's artistic vibe perfectly.
A girl from the neighboring dorm delivered the package, teasing Joyce before she left. By the tJoyce made it
downstairs, Fortune had already vanished.
“Why did you send a dress too?” Joyce messaged him.
“It just seemed like it would suit you.”
“I really can’t accept this. When are you free? I'll bring it back to you.”
“But...l was hoping you’d wear it when you meet my friends,” Fortune replied, his voice slightly plaintive in the
voice message.
Before Joyce could respond, another message cthrough.
“And honestly, you're the only person | could give it to. | already cut the tags off, so | can’t return it.”
Joyce sighed, staring at the dress lying quietly in the box next to the elegant, minimalist invitation. She couldn't
help but feel she'd stumbled into a world she didn’t quite belong in.
“Oh, you're here? If I'd known, | wouldn't have spent half the day digging for my key.” Alessia pushed open the
door, pausing when she saw Joyce. “You're finished for the day?”
“Yeah.” Alessia dropped her bag and keys on the table before turning to Joyce.
“What's all this? Where are Eand Mia?"
“They went to their club meetings. The invitation-there are two copies. One's for you, with your non it.”
Joyce handed Alessia one of the envelopes.
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Alessia glanced at the card: no host listed, just the purpose, venue, and start tfor the gathering.
She closed it and nodded toward the dress in the box. “This from him?”
Joyce nodded.
“Nice taste. It'll look great on you.”
“Is it...expensive?” Joyce slid the box toward Alessia.
Alessia simply smiled-a knowing, wordless answer.
“Clothes only have value when someone wears them. If you're the one who owns it now, own it. Walk in there
with your head held high, and let it show what you're made of.”
Joyce envied Alessia’s easy confidence.
When it cto things, Alessia never seemed to care about their price. She always put herself first, giving
everything she touched a certain flair,, making it uniquely hers.
Unlike me, Joyce thought. No matter how nice a thing was, it always seemed to lose its shine on me.
Maybe the real shwasn’t aboutat all, but about all these things that deserved a better owner.
“If it’s yours, it’s up to you to decide what it’s worth,” Alessia said, tapping her finger on the table, her meaning
clear.
Before long, the day of the party arrived.
Since the venue was far from campus, Alessia arranged for a driver to
take them.
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Alessia, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease, lounging against the seat, her posture effortlessly
elegant.
“Maybe...we shouldn't do this,” Joyce said quietly, her palms damp with
nerves.
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