However, she chose a spot on the edge where she could avoid falling entirely against the cake. Instead, only the edge of her dress came in contact with the cake.
“Arielle! Are you okay?” Yvette was concerned as she grabbed her hand.
The crowd quickly gathered around them. “Dr. Moore, are you alright?”
“Dr. Moore, you’ve stained your dress. Let me help you with it!”
Yvette felt disgusted when she saw the crowd trying their best to please Arielle. She quickly feigned a look of remorse and said, “This is all my fault. I’m wearing new shoes today, and they don’t seem to fit me very well. I’m so sorry, Arielle. Let me lead you upstairs and get changed.”
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