CLAIRE
At six o'clock, I gave up on work and went to my room to get ready, I stood in front of my closet, looking at the limited selection of formal wear. The emerald dress I'd worn to the gala was beautiful, but Julian had already seen it.
I wanted to wear something different. My eyes landed on another design I'd had Nina make as a sample, one I hadn't worn publicly yet.
Deep burgundy, off-shoulder, fitted through the bodice and flowing from the waist. It was elegant without being too formal, sophisticated without being stuffy.
I pulled it out and held it up to myself in the mirror. Yes, this one.
I showered quickly and dried my hair, letting it fall in loose waves over my shoulders, makeup next, keeping it simple but polished.
Then I slipped into the burgundy dress, the fabric sett
