Jessey couldn't get the energy to get ready for work like she usually does. She put on a sundress, tucked her hair into a ponytail, and called it a day. Really, who was she trying to impress? She didn't mind if Dodge thought she wasn't flawless. He was already aware of the reality. She was a fool, eager to accept any falsehood as long as it seemed even somewhat plausible.

No more shaming herself. She had made a mistake and should have known better, but it was too late.

Dodge raised her head as she entered the gallery. "Pardon me if I seem rude, but you look like trash."

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