#Chapter 29 – The Dinner

Celia

I'm paraded in a short pink dress, one that hardly fits me at all. It's frustrating to keep the ends of the fabric down below my backside, something that amuses Vaughn as I shift uneasily in my seat. He rests a hand under my leg at the table, the same dining room he had once chained me to the table pole before. I try to ignore our old squabbles as it appears our new ones are far mor