Chapter 22

I get up with renewed vigor the next morning. I’ve slept better than I have for days, and somehow, I’m more able to cope. I eat and wave Sarah off to work, telling her I have a day off to prepare for the gala. It’s not a complete lie as I intend to get ready in grand fashion, going to lengths I’ve never bothered with before. Wilma is right; a good dress and a girly night with Leila will help. Something she taught me on the yacht was that pampering is an enjoyable girly pursuit and can almost fool you into believing you don’t have a broken heart. She also told me that a good night with a girlfriend can change your whole outlook on life. I intend to follow Leila’s example.

I manage to book an appointment at a beauty salon for just after noon, and I will have the works: nails, hair, waxing, and make-up. I have a room full of people to impress who have seen nothing but gaunt and lifeless Emma for weeks. Carrero Senior will be there, and I want to regain some of my pride in front o