Dressed to Kill

***Kaelen***

*That evening...*

I stepped out of my closet, slipping on my suit jacket and adjusting the lapels. Tonight was one of those nights—another fundraiser event for Vance Inc., one I had no choice but to attend thanks to my father. I didn’t mind too much, though. Not with my sweet girl by my side. I gave myself a once-over in the mirror, buttoning my jacket with practiced ease.

"Kaelen."