Chapter Forty Seven

I glance at myself for the umpteenth time in the mirror, wondering if I've indeed just made a good decision. I make a mental note to try not to be so impulsive in the future. For the evening, I chose a short, emerald wrap dress. The fabric is clingy and it accentuates my body effortlessly in all the right places. The sleeves are fitted and long, bursting into a dramatic flare at the wrists. I press and style my bob sleekly and when I move into the light, I see how it glints off it. It takes a slight tilt of my head to have my hair bouncing healthily. On my feet, I'd gone for a bold pair of pink shoes and a matching pink purse. The enter look screams confidence and that's exactly what's going to be projected tonight. I hear a slight knock on my door and I know it has to be Alex. I take in my appearance one more time in the mirror and yank the door open.

"We have to…..". His words die on his lips dramatically at the sight of me. I see his eyes intentionally drift down my body, from the