The following day, I arrived early at work as usual. Dad would pick me up later, and we would head to the party together.
I finished my day and got dressed in a long-sleeved black dress, fitting tightly to my body, with a pronounced neckline that almost reached my navel. I tied my hair up in a simple low bun and applied eye makeup that accentuated my eyes without being too flashy. I put on red lipstick.
As I was finishing up, Joseph and Michelle arrived.
"Isa, you look beautiful," Joseph said.
"Thank you," I replied.
"Isn't your husband coming?" Michelle asked, causing Joseph's smile to fade. He subtly frowned too.
"I don't know, nor am I interested. I'll be accompanying Dad. Anyway, it's a private event, there are no journalists. We don't have to pretend to be the ideal couple. Ever
