Chapter 31. The Gala

SASHA’S POV

I couldn’t remember what promise I’d made with Farah. Honestly, I didn’t care—my mind was still fried. I just picked up the kids like usual. Thank God, they weren’t fighting this time. Rachel was buried in her science flashcards, and Noah was obsessed with a new monster truck toy. I knew it had to be a gift from his dad.

When we got home, things were off. Instead of the usual routine, two temp staff members greeted Noah and Rachel, whisking them inside to get ready for their evening baths.

Farah appeared from the living room, all dolled up. “Sha, hurry and shower! You’re coming with me to the salon. Emma and Maeve will watch the kids.”

“Is there an event, Farah?” I asked, confused.

“Yeah, I forgot to tell you—there’s a gala at the hotel tonight. Come on, move it!” Farah said, rushing me.

I scrambled to shower and joined Farah at the beauty salon. What threw me was that it wasn’t just her getting primped—they were doing me t