C21 Twenty one

NORA

I’d packed a single red dress for my Chicago trip, never expecting to actually wear it. It was the same dress Liam had bunched up around my hips just last night.

The memories still lingered, making my skin prickle with a mix of emotions.

Right now the dress was unwashed, sitting in the pile of dirty clothes I'd accumulated over the past few days.

But I couldn't wear it again