I finally picked a dress for the dinner, then stepped out again. This time, it was a silk dress that was tailored to fit, with thin sleeves and a small slit to the right. It was plain and was a light silver, and I liked how simple it was.
This time, Fabian was leaning on the wall, his hand crossed in front of him.
"Good?" I asked, giving a little twirl. It was crazy what we were now, but at this point, I wasn't even trying to escape it anymore.
He gave a nod of approval, then urged me forward. I walked to him like an obedient little puppy, my hands going behind me. He reached for my hand, then holding it firmly in his, he led me out of the dressing room.
I walked beside him, my breath hitching. We got a lot of stares, none of which Fabian seemed to mind, as we dabbled to the shoes sect
