Gold Digger

Rainey

Michael’s good mood from earlier disappeared after receiving that envelope. He wouldn’t tell me what was inside. And from what I knew of his stubbornness, even if push came to shove he wouldn’t tell me. It was another added secret to the pile between us. While I still suspected his involvement with the mafia, I wondered how an envelope would have anything to do with that. His life was shrouded in mystery, and I found myself more confused than ever. Though I doubted anyone at the party noticed the shift in his mood. I was hyper aware of him at all times.

Instead of pissing him off even more by asking, I decided to take a quick break and check in on Tanner. As the event wound down to a close, I excused myself to the bathroom.

I hoped Michael would notice my absence and question it. If he knew how his attitude affected the beautiful night we’d experienced together, maybe he could get himself back into a good mood. At least until the event was officially over.

In the bathroom, I pu