Thinking of this made me even angrier, and I directly picked up the trash bag in my hand and swung it hard at Miranda's face.
The yellowish, unidentified liquid smeared all over her face, filling her nostrils with a foul stench and causing her to retch instantly.
She lunged at me like an octopus. I dodged, kicked her twice, and then fled.
She screamed obscenities, but my home had good sound insulation, so I didn't hear a word.
Facts taught me not to offend those who were already despicable.
While I was out, Miranda tricked Vivian into opening the door under the guise of giving her fruit.
She quietly cut up the dress in Vivian's room. As if fearing I would repair it, she burned most of it until Vivian smelled the smoke.
She fell to the ground, panicked. "Fire! Fire! Call the fire department to put out the fire!"
Watching her beloved dress turn to ashes, Vivian cried out in heartbreak.
When I returned home and called the police, I found that the surveillance outside the door and inside the house were both out of order.
Despite Vivian's witness of her destroying the dress, there was no other evidence, and Miranda insisted that she had been at home all day and had never been to my house.
Innocent until proven guilty, this matter was let go. But the most urgent thing now was not to settle scores with Miranda but that tomorrow was Vivian's coming-of-age ceremony.
Vivian's face was streaked with tears. She couldn't eat dinner and kept asking me, "Mom, what should I do? What should I do?"
I drove all night, taking Vivian to the clothing store to ask if they could rush to make a dress, only to be regretfully told it was too late.
I was frantic.
A kind-hearted young salesgirl reminded me, "Ma'am, you might want to check out a bridal shop. They have many ready-made beautiful dresses."
Her words awakened me.
I rushed to the bridal shop with Vivian.
Although most were white wedding dresses, there were also many suitable for a party.
After trying on for an hour, Vivian finally chose one, but she hesitated as she saw the price.
"Let's forget it, Mom. I'll take a cheaper one."
Without even looking at the price, I immediately said to the salesperson, "We'll take it!"
Even if this dress cost five million dollars, I would buy it.
Vivian kissed me excitedly on the face.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Wow, look at that girl, so pretty! A little star!"