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!"
