Chapter 6: Pride
Pride
and vanity are competitive. If someone else's pride really bothers you, you
have a lot of pride. Pride is a lofty view of one's self or
one's own. Pride often manifests itself as a high opinion of one's nation
(national pride), ethnicity (ethnic pride), or appearance and abilities
(vanity).
Betty
sat in her room crying. She had thought everything was going to be okay with
Gio but she was wrong. She was going to make him suffer for what he had done
instead of feeling sorry for herself. She was going to go to extremes and
completely change herself and the way she looked. For once in her life she was
going to focus on her looks and what she wore just to prove to him on what he
had missed out on.
She
headed to Madison Avenue and walked through the doors of Barney’s. She would
get killer shoes, stunning new dress, a make over and a new hair style and
would make sure that Gio was going to the annual MODE Christmas party that very
evening. That would be one way to make him regret cheating on her.
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She
arrived late to the MODE party wanting to make an entrance that would keep Gio
entranced with her. She looked good and she knew she did. She had a gorgeous
Velvet backless gown with square neckline, banded waist and mermaid hem and
Christian Louboutin suede covered, platform MaryJane sling back shoes on. She
looked like a million dollars. It cost enough for the outfit so she hoped she
would get the reaction she wanted from her “ex”. Her heart stung, thinking
about him as an “ex”.
She
walked through the door and spotted Gio immediately. As the door had swung open
everyone had turned to look at her including him and he was gob smacked. She
was beautiful; even more so than normal. He walked towards her and saw her hair
had been cut shorter and curled and the neutral makeup on too. “B, you look
breathtaking,” he said smiling at her. Taking pride in her appearance had paid
off. “Oh what? Me? Are you sure you aren’t meaning that blonde you were with
earlier?” she said bitterly turning away from him. He stopped her and spun her
round. “Betty, will you listen to me? Let me explain,” he said pleading with
her. She looked at him and saw the desperation in his eyes. “Ok,” she said
taking his hand and dragging him over to an empty table.
A
waiter came over and asked them if they wanted a drink. They both ordered and
Gio stared at Betty. “You over reacted slightly yesterday, Betty. That was my
sister I was speaking to and I was asking her advice about what to get you for
Christmas. You mean the world to me and I don’t want to lose you again. I
already have once before and I am not doing that again. B, will you promise me
that you’ll at least think about giving us a go again? Please? I love you!” he
said in one breath. She looked at him and her mind over flowed with what he had
just said.
She
leant across the table and kissed him gently on the lips. He felt the urgency
behind her kiss and was relieved to have her back being his. Pulling apart from
him, Betty whispered, “I love you too, Gio!”
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