Chapter 5

Chapter 5 A Perfect Plan

“Where are you going all dressed up like that?” my cousin asked the moment she saw me. It was the first time in a long while that I had made an effort with my appearance. I wore a white formal dress, tied my hair into a ponytail since it looked dry and lifeless, and put on makeup to hide how exhausted I looked.

“I’m meeting August.”

“Which August? Salvatore? Seriously?” she reacted with immediate disapproval.

“Seriously. He invited me to dinner, and I accepted.”

“Isabelle, I really want you to move on, but not with August. The guy’s been back in town for less than a month, and he’s at Lush almost every night surrounded by women he uses and then throws away.”

“It’s not a romantic date. It’s just dinner between two former classmates.”