He Was Ashamed Of My Dress And Hid Me At His Own Office Party—His Boss’s Reaction To My Necklace Ended His Career

Margaret pressed both hands against her mouth.

The ballroom around us remained frozen.

People were listening.

Marcus looked humiliated.

But for once, his embarrassment no longer mattered to me.

Alexander opened his eyes again.

“How old are you?”

“Thirty-three.”

“Exact birthday?”

“I don’t know my exact birthday.”

His face changed.

“Why?”

“I was found when I was very young.”

“After a fire.”

Margaret made a broken sound.

“What fire?”

I looked at her.

“Outside Fredericksburg.”

“About thirty years ago.”