Mia raised her head, and her gaze met Bree's. The woman was still smiling and looked quite pleasantly surprised to see her, as if she didn't expect her to be here.
"Miss Bree," pushing that thought to the back of her head, Mia smiled back at the woman. Her eyes flickered to the woman whom Bree was accompanying, and a pang of subtle insecurity flashed in her heart. She wondered how it felt to be confident and successful. She looked down at herself.
Today she was dressed in a white top that had a silver front with puffy short sleeves. To match it, she had worn a short white skirt with matching high heels. Altogether, she looked cute, but when she raised her head and looked at Bree, who was dressed in an elegant dress that made her look like a company's CEO, Mia felt a bit subpar.