Chapter Twenty-Eight
Ella
Pulling one item after another out of the wardrobe, I just couldn’t find something to wear to the museum the next day. It wasn’t just that Tyrell was in town. I’d been too insecure to go to the anniversary party with him. “No, that’s not any good either, Sherry. I’ve got nothing to wear. I’m not going.”
She took out the new red dress I purchased. “This would be perfect for the party.”
“I’m not going to that. I told you that already. Tyrell’s not troubled with my answer, why are you?” I tossed a pair of heels on the bed. “Those hurt my feet. Why did I buy them in the first place?”
“Because they’re a staple of every girl’s wardrobe, Ella. And I’m not taking no for your answer because you obviously want to see Tyrell and go to this party. You’re just being shy
