#Chapter 45

Evelyn

I swipe my hand down the front of my dress one last time to get rid of any wrinkles. I vaguely adjust the thin shoulder straps holding the dress on my body. The neckline exposes my bony collarbone and dips a few centimeters further into my cleavage.

My eyes drift to the sides of my figure, studying as the silky material hugs my curves, accentuating them from my hips down.

Sweeping one last glance at my makeup I spritz some perfume and then pack my black hand purse for the evening ahead.

Just as I slip on my heels, my phone buzzes with a notification.

Warren: I'm...