35 | A BAD BETRAYAL

JOY

Even though I wanted to, I couldn't sleep after Vince left last night.

It wasn't him, but me. My mind wasn't at peace and I figured it wouldn't be unless I completed the redecoration. I'd painted the walls and done some changes to the furniture placement. I'd tried to be as less chaotic as I could, since it was the middle of the night.

Finally, around 5:30 a.m., I was done with all of it and could freely rest my eyes. The thought of having dinner with Vince tonight was fascinating, and I needed my beauty sleep.

I woke up in the afternoon, made some brunch and hovered around the house and into the bathroom with a razor to shave my legs, hands, and armpit, just to make myself a little presentable.

I picked up the best dress: a black, sleeveless dress. Running the straightener on my hair and applying some makeup, I was ready. It was still a few minutes left to 7. I wanted to call Vince and ask if he was on his way, but I al