Her outfit was even more eye-catching than mine.
Bob withdrew his gaze from her as if awakened.
"What happened? Didn't she do a very good job and take good care of the guests?"
she did a good job.
She shuttled through the crowd like a butterfly, smiling, leaning on the man next to her when she smiled, completely ignoring the looks of other women.
Some of the guests thought she was the hostess.
Bob frowned and accused me.
"Isn't the friendship between girls supposed to be the most sincere? She's here to help you. How can you be so petty?"
I gritted my teeth and controlled my anger.
When the wedding came to the part where the video was played, I couldn't help but smile sweetly and secretly look forward to it.
We'd been together for three years. I put a lot of thought into editing this video and stayed up for several nights.
I hoped to give Bob a surprise.
But when the picture came out, I was stunned.
This was not the video I edited at all!
What appeared on the big screen were my ugly photos.
There were photos of me sleeping, eating, my ferocious face when arguing with clients, and me hiding aside and picking my nose.
And they even sharpened my photos specially.