NORA
I’d packed a single red dress for my Chicago trip, never expecting to actually wear it. It was the same dress Liam had bunched up around my hips just last night.
The memories still lingered, making my skin prickle with a mix of emotions.
Right now the dress was unwashed, sitting in the pile of dirty clothes I'd accumulated over the past few days.
But I couldn't wear it again, not after Mark had seen me in it. I wanted to make an impression, to prove to myself that I was more than just a good lay.
I scrunched up my nose.
Liam's harsh words still stung, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to prove him wrong.
“Keep your eyes closed,” Sam snapped at me, her eyes narrowed in concentration as she finished working on my eyeliner.
I shut my eyes, a little nervous that she m
