Wearing an Emerald Green Dress on My Birthday Cost Me My Husband

reach his eyes. “We must make sure your mother gets exactly what she wants tonight.”

He turned his gaze to me, his eyes bright under the soft, amber glow of the restaurant lights.

I smoothed my hands down my thighs, feeling the slick, cool weight of the emerald green dress under the heavy white tablecloth.

The waitress returned minutes later with the continue reading …