A/N I'm actually not that much of a fashion girl, but I managed to pick this game up at a secondhand shop almost free so I figured what the heck. If I hate it, I can sell it on ebay. Buuuuuut I surprisingly got addicted and beat the game in...2 days, I believe. And I was honestly surprised nothing happened between my character and Dominic. So I decided to write this story. Hope you enjoy it.
Dominic's POV
Rowena.
One of the most down-to-earth girls I have ever met.
If you just glance at her, you wouldn't guess she was the manager of Rose, one of the most popular boutiques in town, along with Primavera.
And I couldn't get her off my mind.
She was so...Different. What others thought of her didn't matter to her, all she wanted to do was help people. Just like everyone, she was the victim of gossip, but she usually shrugged it off and said that "people who believe all that shit are just as smart as a banana."
I once replied she shouldn't insult bananas, a remark that cracked her up. Her laugh sounded so nice. It was music to my ears.
Unhappily, I stared at my dinner. Stew. I liked stew, but I wasn't hungry.
Well, I was, but not for food.
Without finishing my dinner, I stood up and went to my bedroom. It was the only room I was certain that Godfrey nor Eunice would enter without knocking first. Sure, they tried to knock always, but the mansion was so big, they were never sure where I was. Sometimes they weren't even sure I was home at all.
I leaned against the frame of the window and stared the garden. It had started to rain, softly at first, but it gradually increased until it was raining cats and dogs.
No matter how nice the garden was, I didn't see anything of it. The only thing I saw before me was Rowena's face, her silky, dark-blue (dyed, of course) hair with white and ice blue highlights surrounding her face. The bright green eyes that sparkled so lively, even slightly mischievous.
What would she be doing right now?
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Rowena's POV
I sat on my bed, a pillow shoved comfortably behind my back, reading the latest Nuances magazine. Although it featured my shop, Rose, I didn't see much of it. Something else lay on my mind. And that something else was named Dominic.
That guy was confusing. So were my feelings every time he was around. It was like somehow, his presence caused my brain to stop functioning properly.
I threw the magazine on the floor. I'd read it some other time.
If I ever got him out of my mind, that is.
I got up and stared out the window.
What would he be doing right now?