I resist the urge to touch my cheek where it itches. The cut has more or less healed thanks to the salve from Denzel"s sister, but the amount of makeup I"m wearing isn"t comfortable over the top.
"Oh good, you"re ready," Jacob says as he strides into the lobby.
"As soon as you are," I respond with my eyes downcast.
"I have a present for you." He holds out a flat velvet box with a gold clasp and indicates that I should open it.
I force a smile onto my face and unclip it. The leaves fall open to reveal an ornate silver necklace sparkling with gems in all shades of blue. He"s clearly picked it to go along with the plunging neckline of the dress he"s insisted I wear.
"It"s beautiful, thank you," I force out, though all I can think about is how much it"s going to weigh.
"Turn around," he
