MELISSA'S POV

Gosh, I wanted to walk up to that red carpet and pose for at least one good photo, something the blogs would pick up and post, something to remind people that I still had the looks and the presence. But of course I couldn’t, not when I was stuck in this horrible, uncomfortable, suffocating dress James forced on me.

I looked down at the dress again, and honestly, it almost made me want to throw up just by looking at it. It clung too tightly to my skin, the fabric itched, and the style didn’t even match the weather today. It was like wearing punishment.

“If you’re thinking...