Chapter 23
Serenity clutched her pocketbook like it might be an orange life ring as she stood in the lobby of her own spa. The staff was turning off the lights and finishing for the day.
Soon, she’d need to interview people to replace her best friend, but not now. Her heart was still too raw and Damien was late. Serenity paced back and forth in her crystallized heels Kiwi had given her for tonight that made her legs seem even longer and her dress hit her at the thigh.
If she intended to tell her husband that there would be no more presents and that she wanted a divorce then she’d dressed wrong. The blue sheath made her feel available and sexy. She stared through the glass doors. Perhaps she should change. Where was he? Was this payback? Damien, in all of his notes, hadn’t mentioned love
