Chapter 207 Modern Cinderella

• Emily reached the restroom and went straight to the faucet, splashing cold water onto her face like she couldn’t wait another second. It felt as if her skin would burst if she didn’t. For a moment, she cursed herself for leaning on liquor to steady her nerves.
• She paused, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Droplets glistened down her cheeks, her eyes locked on herself with intensity. “Emily, you have to hold a grip,” she whispered. “You can’t embarrass yourself in front of those men.” She nodded firmly, adding under her breath, “For Justin…”
• She dabbed her face with a tissue, steadied her breathing, and forced herself back toward the private room. She slipped inside quietly, hoping not to draw attention.