That patience had cost her her hair.
Chapter 6 — The Morning’s Damage
With trembling hands, she called Emerson.
He didn’t answer.
She texted him: Emerson, I need to see you now.
Something terrible has happened.
The reply came from his phone — but not from him.
Don’t bother him today.
Today belongs to him.
If you’re going to cause a scene about your appearance, you’d better stay home.