I didn’t leave my room for the rest of the day.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Dave standing beneath the shower, fully dressed, asking me not to give up on us.I hated that part of me still wanted to believe him. There was a knock on the door.“Rhea, we have less than thirty minutes,” Dave said.I let out a sigh.Unfortunately, the shareholders’ dinner wasn’t going to cancel itself just because my life had fallen apart.I dragged myself to the closet and stared at the dresses hanging inside.Every dress looked like a costume.For one reckless second, I considered calling Beatrice and inventing some emergency that required a stylist.Instead, my gaze landed on the emerald-green gown tucked at the end of the rack.It was floor-length, fitted through the waist, with an open backI slipped it off the hanger and held it against myself.Better.Lifting my arm to zip the dress pulled at the bruises across my ribs. I sucked in a quiet breath and kept going.Makeup didn’t take long. Found
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