*Eliza*

After Jared and Abe disappeared after dinner, I went back to my room and changed out of the dress. I stared down at it for a while, wondering why I’d barely questioned Abe’s intentions for the dress in particular. Was it just to piss Jared off? To make him feel territorial over me? If so, I didn’t think it had worked as he intended.

I got dressed into a pair of simple cotton pajamas and washed the makeup from my face. I don’t think Jared had ever ...