38. Today was a new day

— Monday —

I’d stayed at Tom’s for the rest of the weekend. He was… different. More caring. More soft.

I refused to postpone starting this week in my new job. Frankly the distraction was what I needed right now.

Sylvie had picked up a few dresses, all business attire. I picked out a mid length navy blue dress for my first day.

It was simple, yet elegant.

Tom had insisted on driving me on my first day. I didn’t want anyone to talk so we agreed to walk in separately. Him first.

Once I was ready, I checked my makeup once more. I used concealer to hide the bruising. The scratches, the marks.

A few bruises on my legs were easily hidden with a pair of stockings which fit nicely with my black gloss heels.

I walked out and was greeted by Tom’s smile. “Ready then princess?” He asked as my cheeks blushed at his words.

Once we got in the car, Tom handed me a small gift box. He didn’t have to get me anything, but insisted as it was my first day.

It was a rose gold pen. As far as pens go,