Adress DISASTER

Ellie, 30, couldn’t resist borrowing her sister’s

designer dress…

Pulling on my pyjamas, I sprawled out on the sofa and let out a happy sigh.

It was Friday evening and I was looking forward to a fun, girly night in with my sister, Leah.

We shared an apartment and often hung out, but the last few months had been different as she’d started dating Charlie.

So I was excited for some quality sister time.

Ten minutes later, Leah came bursting through the front door, clutching a beautiful bouquet of blooms.

‘Charlie just sent these to my work and he’s surprised me with a weekend away!

We’re leaving in an hour, though – you don’t mind, do you?’ she breathed.

‘I thought we were having a movie night. We haven’t seen each other in ages,’ I huffed.

‘I’m sorry! But I didn’t know he’d planned this. I’ll make it up to you,’ she said.

‘Okay,’ I said, still feeling disheartened.

‘Thanks for understanding,’ she grinned.

As Leah left the apartment, I poured myself a glass of wine and switched on a film.

But I couldn’t get into it, so I messaged my best friend, Jess.

Fancy a Friday night out? I said.

Yes! Meet you at our usual place in an hour, she typed back.

Jumping up, I rifled through my wardrobe, but everything seemed so boring. I wanted to go all-out.

Then I remembered the slinky white number Leah had in her wardrobe.

It was a posh designer brand, but if I was extra careful with it, surely she’d never know.

Slipping on the dress, I knew I had to wear it.

Jess’ jaw dropped when we met at the bar.

‘You look amazing, is that

Leah’s? You better be careful,’ she warned me.

‘I will. Come on, let’s get a drink,’ I insisted.

Downing cocktail after cocktail, we were soon on the dance floor.

‘This is the best night,’ Jess beamed, a little drunk.

The rest of the night was a blur as we danced into the early hours.

Waking up the next day, I groaned at my pounding headache.

Stumbling out of bed, I picked up Leah’s dress that I’d flung on the floor.

My heart dropped. It was covered in drink.

I frantically scrubbed away at it, but the stains wouldn’t budge at all.

Even a soak and hand wash didn’t help.

It was ruined! I’d have to replace it.

Chucking on some clothes, I drove into town, praying the store would still have this same dress.

Luckily, there was one left in Leah’s size.

I tried not to think of the hefty price tag as I paid at the till.

There goes all my holiday savings, I thought.

Back at home, I snipped off the label, before placing the dress where the old one used to hang.

The next morning, Leah was back way earlier than she’d said.

‘I felt bad, so I’ve bought you pancakes from our favourite cafe. And I’m going to make you a special dinner tonight,’ she smiled.

‘You don’t have to,’ I said, feeling even more guilty.

‘It’s the least I can do!’ she replied.

Since then, Leah has worn the dress and never realised it’s a new version.

I’ll never tell her the truth, but it’s taught me a lesson when it comes to borrowing my big sister’s clothes!

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