Chapter 21

Twenty-One

Chloe

I had nothing to wear.

I stared at my wardrobe, a sinking feeling settled at the bottom of my stomach and with each passing second, I felt like throwing up. It was five in the evening and I couldn't have morning sickness. My fingers were clasped together, wringing against each other as I eyed my wedding dress.

I didn't own many dresses. My parents had felt they were too revealing while growing up. My outfit consisted mainly of pants and shirts and all the boring stuff. The few dresses I had were at home as mom was the one who handled the packing of my suitcase. The only dress I had that was worthy to wear to a dinner with the Benjamins was my wedding gown.

And if that wasn't shameful, I didn't know what was.

"Chloe! We have to leave in fifteen minutes. Please tell me you'll be done by then!" Nathan yelled on the other side of the door, his fists rapping sharply against the wood.

"Sure!" I yelled back in return, resisting the urge to cry. My reflection in the mirro