Chapter 16
~ Hailey ~
Normally, I would have frowned at going to the club, but right now, I knew I needed this.
Needed the distraction, needed to stop thinking about Yvonne's manipulations and Jackson's obliviousness and that brief, devastating smile Navine had given me across the dinner table.
"I'll be quick," I told Nathaniel, already heading up the stairs. "Just need to change."
"Take your time," he called after me. "We've got all night."
In my room, I stared at my suitcase with its practical, boring clothes. Work blouses. Sensible jeans. Nothing remotely appropriate for clubbing.
Yvonne's walk-in closet that I and Tiana had admired when we first came was just down the hall.
I hesitated for maybe three seconds before my feet carried me there.
Her closet was obscene.
