BRIANNA

It was already time for the meeting, and Mr. Adrian and I made our way to the meeting room, with him walking a few feet ahead of me. I noticed staff lingering in the hallway, casting curious—and sometimes judgmental—glances in my direction, whispering their opinions about my dress.

“My gosh, what on earth is she wearing?”

“Does she even know the difference between work clothes and other outfits?”

“The dress is too big on her.”

“Well… it doesn’t look that bad on ...