If The Shoe Fits by Laura Greenwood

Author:Laura Greenwood [Greenwood, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-03T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

I avoided the TV like the plague after the first day. The magazines and papers too. All of them were full of the hunt for Leo's Cinderella. I was just glad he'd kept my name out of it. He probably thought I'd used a fake one.

Nerves fluttered in my stomach, as they had been doing for the past few days. There were a lot of things that could go wrong. If Vincent recalled my name and that I'd danced with Leo after him and the two of them talked. One of Enrique's employees might spill the beans too. Suddenly I realised that far too many people knew my secret for comfort and there was nothing I could do about it. I chided myself. Next time I wanted to do something stupid and reckless for a man, I'd make sure I thought twice about it.

I looked back over the paper I was writing. It was better for me if I focused on Mozart's influence on modern music rather than the worry over being outed. I could kiss goodbye to my dreams if I was. And from what Rita had been telling me, there's a chance I could lose my future trust fund too. Losing one or the other wasn't so much of a big deal. But both.... that would ensure I had no future at all. I'd be the first member of my family to ever fall from grace and given the history of England, that said something.

Frustrated with myself, I abandoned my seat and stalked over to my wardrobe, pulling out my shoe. I stared at it, tracing the lines of the pattern. How could one object cause so much trouble?

Before I could stop it, my mind strayed to the person in possession of its twin.

No. I couldn't keep doing this to myself. Leo was now firmly a part of my past, just like I'd intended him to be when I set out to find him at the wedding. He wasn't my Prince Charming, even if at every turn it did seem like I was living in a stupid fairy tale.

Rita walked into my room without knocking. Which wasn't surprising, I was just standing here with the door open.

"You're needed downstairs." Her voice shook, as if she wasn't too sure of herself.

"Okay." I furrowed my brow, wondering what could be so important that I was needed. My stepmother never needed me. I was certain she preferred just to pretend I didn't exist. I could understand that in some ways. I was just a reminder of the man she'd married. A man who’d still been in mourning for his dead wife. I partly blamed my Dad for that. But he'd wanted a mother for me. He'd just picked badly.

"I'd bring that, if I were you," Rita said when I'd gone to put my shoe away.

"What?" I asked, my eyes widening. No way was she suggesting what I thought she was.

"The shoe. I'd bring it."

"Why?"

"I... you... just please?" She begged me with her eyes and it was all I could do to give in.

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