Abigail took one minute. One full minute to herself to breathe properly. She drew in a deep breath and exhaled. She did this several times over until she felt she had complete mastery over herself.
She wasn't even angry. She had expected some more treachery. Maybe not this soon, and maybe not like this, but more treachery she had been expecting. And here it was. The very next day. So Abigail was not even really angry.
But Abigail was worried. Because this was a very real problem that needed to be solved.
Abigail glanced at the dresses. She had absolutely no dresses in her closet that she could choose. And she had no access to her money that her father had given her just yet. All she had to choose from were the dresses that Olivia had given her.
And she absolutely could not miss this pa
