Violet sat at her vanity, tugging her collar down slightly as she studied her reflection. A faint mark peeked out from the curve of her neck—just seeing it made her cheeks flush as the memory from two nights ago flickered back.
Yeah… high-neck tops only, for the next few days.
“Ma’am,” the housekeeper’s voice came from outside the door, “Jay’s arrived. He says the car’s ready whenever you are.”
“I’ll be down in a minute,” Violet replied.
She clasped the necklace she’d picked earlier—a soft pink natural pearl that sat perfectly against her cream blouse. Elegant, refined, but not flashy. After all, she was attending the pocket-watch collectors’ exchange from Julian’s side. Showing up underdressed wasn’t an option.
Her eyes drifted to the ring resting on the table. After a pause, she dec
