[Violet]
I was so happy that night. Dancing and making out with Dylan thrilled me, but his compliments were the best part. I didn't think I'd been thinking stupid thoughts about myself, and Dylan made me realize it.
He did. I wasn't the one at fault in my relationship with Vaughn. That man dumping me for another woman didn't mean she was better, and I was worthless. I was a victim but wouldn't let myself stay down for too long.
God. I felt better after hearing Dylan's praise. His words opened my eyes. The men in the club were glancing, taking in my appearance, and even winking to get my attention. I was a precious woman. Why would I think otherwise?
However, the presence of someone disturbed my happiness. Dylan and I were walking in the lobby when I saw him standing not far ahead of me
