I wore a white dress that reached my knees, tied my hair up in a bun, and put on flat shoes.

“Shouldn't you be scared? She may sue your ass,” Freya said, nagging for the past hour since the news of Britney's mom reached me. I rolled my eyes at her; she was indeed very funny.

“I haven't met the woman before, so I can't say,” I mumbled as I walked out of the room. I headed to the living room and could hear a different voice coming from there.

As soon as I stepped in, my eyes fell on ...