~ TESSA~
It was the morning before the Hellfire MC Charity Event.
I stood in front of the mirror, holding up two dresses — one red, one champagne. Both were new, both gifts from Ryder.
He’d said, “Pick whichever makes you feel like you own the damn room.”
I smiled at the memory, setting the red one aside. The champagne dress shimmered when I moved, catching the light like soft fire. It was elegant and simple, the kind of beauty that whispered instead of shouted.
Tonight was the Hellfire MC’s charity event — the first time I’d be seen publicly with Ryder since everything had happened.
I wanted to look like I belonged beside him, not as the broken girl he’d saved, but as the woman who’d survived.
The woman who loved him.
But I had to look good for the breakfast session too.
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