Forever Glamorous

Chapter 42

SEEING ZACHARY'S NAME POP up on her phone almost made her chuck it out of her window. After what happened with Tyson, she no longer wanted to be involved with that entitled, rich guy who only wanted to run his hands over her body. But his text message intrigued her: an invitation to brunch at The Siren.

While she had no desire to be around that bunch, she knew she should tell them she was not interested in their presence anymore.

And so she told Zachary she would be there.

She spied the crop top he had cleaned for her over her empty suitcase. It had been untouched since their little night of fun. She smirked, knowing she would construct her killer outfit around it.

Aura fished out a pale pink blazer. From afar it looked more like a classy cardigan than anything else, but it was the perfect look she wanted. She took out her matching paperbag waist shorts, and laid the entire outfit on the bed. She was about to move it to the side before remembering that her father had fixed the annoying leak.

She clapped to herself, and stared over at her pink red bottoms. It was about to go down. Zachary and his little crew were going to be left gasping like fish over water, and she was going to be looking good while watching.

AURA WALKED INTO THE Siren, eyes locked to the front. She hadn't even called Zachary to let him know she was there. She was going to burst inside on her own, even if she got lost. Fortunately, she entered at the same time as a middle-aged couple who talked about what they were expecting at the brunch.

She followed them and found the event outside where the first party had taken place. Under the sunlight, the environment was different. The white pillars made the area appear grand as pink roses draped across them. She smiled and trudged forward, her eyes falling on Zachary's blond hair from afar.

A server offered her a glass of rosé, but she declined it. He bowed and left to tend to other guests. Her goal was not to drink up her past mistakes, but to fix them as best as she could.

"Zachary," she said as she neared the table. The entire crew turned to her, shocked to see her there. Zachary shot up from his seat, bumping his knees on the table. She arched a sculpted brow at the behavior. He was acting like a nervous wreck.

"You made it," he breathed out, reaching a hand for her. She stared at it before looking up at his face. He let it hang for a second before letting it fall beside him. "I didn't receive a message. I could have met you outside."

Aura smirked. "There was no need."

"You look gorgeous," he said, moving closer to her. She chuckled knowing full well his words were true. Not only was her outfit classy and cute, but her makeup showed she meant business. A pink smokey eyelook made her brown eyes pop, along with a rosy blush and lipstick. She was the epitome of glamour, in her humble opinion.

"Not too shabby for someone from her status," Millie called out. Aura turned to her specifically, narrowing her eyes at the blonde wearing a suspiciously similar white jumpsuit. "Tell me, did you steal those shoes?"

She looked down at her Christmas present, smiling at the memory of her opening the gift at Gwenn's apartment.

Aura snorted. "I don't steal, Millie."

"It seems that's the only way your kind can acquire that." She shrugged, sipping champagne while avoiding eye contact.

Aura couldn't help but laugh. "You're pathetic."

At her words, people around them turned to their table.

"You're all pathetic," she further clarified, even pointing at Zachary, who just looked appalled at the discourse between the two women.