Despite her 18th birthday celebration being months away, Isabella was already hard at working picking out the dress she would wear to impress her favorite fighter.
She was shopping online looking for the best, and most expensive dress that money could buy, one that she believed would make the man fall head over heels for her, entirely unaware that men seldom gave a shit about a dress or its expense as long as it looked good.
She could buy some cheap dress from China from a brand that nobody had ever heard of before and as long as it looked aesthetically pleasing to Alex, and pretty much every other man on the planet would have no complaints.
But women seldom, if ever, understood the thought process of men, and vice versa. Thus, Isabella was on the hunt for a dress that would satisfy her misunderstanding. While lying on her bed and scrolling on the internet, Isabella received a message on a messaging app from a person she had only ever met online.
