After a while, when she finally calmed down and her skin had begun to wrinkle, she climbed out of the tub. Maybe she would try to be nicer at dinner. Her thoughts kept going back and forth between being happy to be back and still wanting to crack him a good one for storming off.
She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. Peeking out the door she noticed that clothes were already laid out for her and ready for the evening.
Ari pulled on a form fitting sleeveless black dress that clung to every curve in every right way, a slit running up just shy of her thigh.
She strapped on a pair of matching sandals that dangled petite gold chains around her ankles. The fancy outfit was enough to snuff out the last of her anger. She could be pleasant at dinner or at least try her best, she thought while making her way back into the hall and down to the spacious dining room.
