The Right Person
“What could possibly be wrong with me? Let Helen dream for a couple more days. Once she sets foot in the Gregory family’s mansion tomorrow, she’ll have plenty to cry about.”
Yet, for some reason, when his eyes fell again on the dress Rachel was wearing, it suddenly looked out of place.
His voice softened, his expression dark and unreadable.
“Rachel, don’t wear this dress anymore. I’ll buy you a new one.”
…
I didn’t want to see that shameless couple for another second.
But the thought of my carefully designed dress being desecrated still left me feeling wronged.
On the way home, Connor kept calling, which only made me more annoyed. I turned off my phone.