#Chapter 18: Rescued

Renee’s POV The event wanes down. Mia has long been gone ever since I was declared the winner and I wish I could enjoy the praise and chatter of my colleagues without Mia’s prescience holding everyone back, but the idea of a dinner with Eric gnaws at my nerves. The group I’m talking to bursts out laughing. I must’ve missed a joke. I chime in with my laughter but it’s obviously forced. Just when my colleagues are giving me the time I day, I make a complete fool of myself. Just then Eric appears and I regretfully feel a twinge of relief. He doesn’t have to say anything, I know it’s time to go. I excuse myself from the conversation and pretend that I can’t feel their curious stares boring into my back, but suddenly it’s like I forget how to walk. Apparently, the journey isn’t too long, but these high heel boots make the destination seem much further. It’s still summer, and even with the sun gone it’s still hot out. Especially as I hike up my dress and try to keep pace with