Chapter 2: The Journey DownTwo hours later Tess stood in front of the mirror, dressed in only her underwear and with her lip caught awkwardly between her teeth. Clothes littered the floor of her bedroom, each part of some outfit combination she’d tried on and then discarded. Her suitcase, an ancient brown leather hand-me-down from Tess’s dad, was open on her bed, and, sans a collection of books to read over the holiday, it was completely empty.
Tess groaned. She had absolutely no idea what she should wear. Usually, she was excellent at meeting her partner’s parents; Tess was naturally sweet, with a warm smile and good manners, but the fact that Colette’s family owned the business she worked for meant she couldn’t just rely on what she knew. There was also the fake relationship aspect, of
