Margot POV
The restaurant Rhett chose overlooked the brightest part of the city.
The view was beautiful. The food was excellent. Just a perfect date spot.
I barely spoke.
I ate quietly while the three of them traded stories from when they were younger. Maybe it was because Melanie was there, but for once, the Vanderbilt brothers weren't at each other's throats.
Instead, I was the outsider.
They laughed about things I didn't know. Places I'd never been. Stories that had started long before I entered their lives.
I couldn't find a way into the conversation, and honestly, I didn't want to.
I just wanted dinner to end so I could go home and finish revising my paper.
When I'd eaten enough, I excused myself and went to the bathroom.
Afterward, I stood in front of the mirror.
The cloth
