Chapter 12
Bria
Four days later
I probably went through my closet ten times this morning, trying to find the perfect dress for this party. Every time I pulled something out, I told myself I might as well stay home and watch television. But then, two minutes later, I’d force myself to remember I hadn’t left this apartment in days.
When my niece pulled away from me to go to Virginia, I slipped into a deep depression, and I knew the only way out of it was to actually get out, breathe different air, live again, even if it was just for a few hours.
Most of my days lately have been spent scrolling through LinkedIn, looking for partners, and polishing up my portfolio.
I had the credentials, the accolades, and now a big courtroom win, but with the whole issue hanging over my head of losing partnership with my last firm, I knew every firm would have the same question: Why aren’t you with them anymore?
That’s if word hadn’t already gotten around in the legislative world.
I tried not to think about it, but my anxiety had gotten so bad that I was taking Benadryl just to fall asleep. So tonight, I promised myself I’d go to this party, have fun if I could, and sip a few drinks, hoping that tonight I could sleep a little easier.
Ultimately, I chose a black gown with the back cut out, which is riskier than I usually go out in, but I wasn’t representing any firm tonight.
I could finally look sexy and not just classy, which they pushed at my old law firm.
The dress was still elegant, even while being sexy, and with my heels paired and my Chanel clutch, I looked like money.
After putting on my outfit, I curled my hair, then twisted it into a messy, classy bun, the kind that looked effortless, but it took me forty minutes to finish.
I left two curls hanging loose over my forehead and put a diamond leaf clip in the front to add a bit of razzle, since I wasn’t big on big earrings.
Once I finished my makeup, I finally felt put together all the way.
After all, I wanted to look perfect tonight because I wasn't sure who I would run into at a party for the King of New York. This event wasn’t posted everywhere, so I know it will be an exclusive guest list, and I’m happy I made the cut.
I could actually do some networking tonight since I’m a defense attorney about to be in a room full of gangstas.