Corinne managed to pull it together by the time she got home. She knew better than to show weakness. Her mother would pounce on it, and right now, Corinne couldn’t handle that. She couldn’t take anything else. But Marianne wasn’t up. With pitiful gratitude for the reprieve, Corinne made it up the steps and into the privacy of her room before the tears started in earnest.
She took care with the dress. After a trip to the cleaners, it would be going back to Babette at Brides and Belles. She considered having a shower and curling up in her robe, but that only reminded her of the gift she’d walked away from and made her cry harder. A text came in as she slipped straight into pajamas.
Tucker: At least let me know you made it home okay.
God. She’d just broken up with him and he was still That
