Chapter Twenty-Four

OUR DOWNFALL

 

LITTLE HAD CHANGED IN THE week since our blowout, but our carefree days were over. I returned to the bedroom the next night, but the following morning he left for a week, out of town on a filming location.

The semester was over, and the Christmas bash that my classmates had been so excited about was upon us. Char had come over the day before, bringing with her about a dozen dresses for me to choose from since I had no idea how to dress up for the occasion. All of my dresses from Sophie were much too elegant for a high school party, and I didn’t want to bother her. We ended up choosing one that had a sleeveless top that was filled with silver sequins, a white, flirty skirt below a satin belt, and silver sequined peep-toe heels to match.

I was dressed and waiting, the house empty of all but me, as it had been all week without Weston. It was odd that in all the time I’d been in the house, I’d never been as lonely as I was in that moment, waiting for Charlotte to pi