Chapter 40. The Award Night

RUBY

"I'm done with this bullshit, Toby!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with frustration and anger. I stormed away from him, my footsteps quick and determined, even though he persistently followed me.

"And you think I'll let you embarrass me at the award night with that sack you call a dinner gown? Compare renowned fashionista, Clara Daniels, to ugly and ill-fitted Ruby Daniels. Who do you think has more fashion sense, huh?" He retorted, his words laced with sarcasm.

Our interaction escalated to the point where we were almost running after each other in the spacious living room, creating a chaotic scene reminiscent of siblings fighting over a prized possession or lovers playfully chasing one another. However, the dynamics between us were far from affectionate. I felt like the prey being pursued by a relentless predator, and there was nothing loving about this encounter that was becoming all too common between us.

At some point, I