LOVE WAS NOT IN THE CONTRACT
“Though the exchange rate is less favorable currently.”
Twenty thousand dollars. For clothes. For one season.
I could live for a year on that.
“Let’s start with one outfit,” I manage. “For Friday.”
Isabelle’s smile turns pitying. “One outfit won’t be sufficient, Ms. Bennett. You’ll need multiple gala appropriate dresses, cocktail attire, business casual for daytime events, and accessories to coordinate.”
“One outfit,” I repeat firmly. “For now.”
She sighs like I’m making her life difficult and disappears into the racks.