Chapter 239

• Gianna’s POV
• I stared at the mirror in my bedroom, smoothing down the hem of the black dress I’d chosen for tonight. It was simple but elegant, something I could wear to look like I wasn’t trying too hard. My hair was styled, my makeup subtle but polished. I looked like I had my life together—or at least like I could pretend I did for a couple of hours.
• “Why am I doing this again?” I muttered to myself, letting out a shaky sigh.