CHAPTER 29
AFTER A NIGHT of reflection and regret, I stumbled into the bathroom at Albany House early the following morning. I might as well not have bothered going to bed, for all the good it did me.
Yesterday evening at the Blackwood Foundation Ball had been a monumental screw-up. Why had Luke been there? I’d checked the guest list in the afternoon as I always did, and his name wasn’t on it, which meant he must have taken someone else’s seat.
I leaned forward, hands on the mirror above the basin, and stared at my puffy eyes. Good going, Emmy. Although in the cold light of day, the situation wasn’t the end of the world. No, the apocalypse had already happened, last year in the parking lot of the Green Mountain Hotel.
Yes, Luke knew who I was now, and yes, his dislike for me had been c
