Chapter 146 The Soiree

Lydia was washing her hands of ink and pastels days later when Dani leaned into the bathroom, lips pursed, arms crossed.

Lydia grimaced. “Yes?”

“One question: do you want to go?”

Lydia swallowed. “I…” She leaned against the sink. “I really think I do, but I don’t have anything to—”

“Hush. Yes or no?...

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