#Chapter 12 The Charity Ball

The day of the charity ball, I wore the dress that Amber had found and a pair of black stilettos. I made myself up with a smokey eye and scarlet lipstick, and my hair cascaded down my back in loose waves. Completing the ensemble was a small black clutch to hold my cell phone and wallet. As I waited for Scott to arrive to take me to the charity ball, I admired myself in the mirror. I had not looked this good outside of Noah’s and my intimacy nights since we got married. It sent a surge of warmth through my body, and I giggled to myself. I might have just wanted a straight-up divorce from Noah, but I had to admit that there was a sort of justice to getting him back while I waited out the next month. I would teach him to delay my satisfaction and betray me for another woman. I would not be the one to be embarrassed and undermined this time. The security app alerted me to someone at my door. I checked it and saw that it was Scott, dressed to the nines in his black three-piece suit with