©NovelBuddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 2: The Dinner Party
Next chapter:
Chapter 4: Wouldn’t Dream Of It
PREVIEW
... ick me up the second it struck seven. I had already prepared myself beforehand, though I must have changed my dress at least five times before finally settling on the one I wore now. If I was going to face Thomas Brown tonight, then it was crucial that I showed up looking a lot better than he ever expected me to be.
It was a peach colored gown, simple, yet effortlessly elegant. And while I wasn’t exactly gifted with robust curves, the fabric did well to highlight the ones I was working w ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE


























