Ruby's POV
Just as Sandra advised, I ignored her. It's not like I even planned to answer her in the first place. Malcom arrived and asked for a moment to head upstairs and get ready.
It was already evening.
“Wouldn't you tag along?” I asked Sandra who was still dressed casually.
She shook her head. “I went for the last one. There was nothing really special about it.”
She reached for my dress and adjusted the strap.
Malcolm returned downstairs. He had changed his suit into a different one. His cologne was now stronger than before and his hair more organized, although I preferred his tousled hair like the day he cooked, than his arranged slick hair.
He stretched out his hand towards me and I placed mine in his. He ushered me towards the car. The driver was already there. When all of u
