|Katherine|
“Are you ready, Miss—ma’am Kat?” Noel teased, his lips curving with that infuriatingly calm smile of his. His eyes, however, held a hint of warning—as if reminding me that once we stepped through those doors, there would be no turning back.
I forced a small laugh, though my throat felt tight. Ready? I wasn’t sure I even knew what that meant anymore. But whether I was or not didn’t matter.
“I don’t know if I’m ready but do I have a choice?” I said.
Today was the day. The press conference was happening, and there was no escape.
I glanced at my reflection in the darkened glass wall as we passed. My armor was flawless: an asymmetrical v-neck beige vest tailored to perfection, high-waist pants that elongated my frame, and sharp white stilettos that clicked against the marble f
