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“You and Sophia are going to need something to wear tonight; we need to see what Willow Creek has to offer.”
He glances up at me quickly and smiles at me before focusing back on the tablet.
Would the clothes we already have not work?
“Oh, I can’t really afford new clothes for us right now, but we have things in the closet I’m sure would work.”
Chandler waves a hand through the air.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ve got it covered.”
I don’t really like that he just waves off my concern, and a burning rage fires up in me, causing me to straighten my spine. For a moment, I think about arguing with him. Instead, I just sigh and push away from the counter.
“Well, while you two figure that out, I need to wake up Soph.”
Chandler’s head whips up to look at me again.
“Can I do it?”
My steps falter at his question.
“Oh, um, I don’t see why not?”
His smile is bright as he jumps up from his chair and quietly makes his way upstairs. I watch him go until he is out of my sight. When I turn back to face Jillian, she is already looking at me, her face is curious.
“Chandler told me about what happened to you, and I know you don’t know him enough yet to know this, but he’s a really good man.”
I study her for a moment, trying to see if she seems familiar to me at all.
“Did I meet you before the accident?”
I hate that I have to ask people if I know them. Jillian smiles sweetly at me, and I see some sadness in her expression.
“No, I didn’t start working for Mr. Bishop until after you had disappeared.”
A look crosses her face, and she walks around the counter to come stand next to me.
“You know, being Mr. Bishop’s personal assistant means that I know him better than he knows himself; it’s literally my job.”
I nod my head slowly, not sure where she is going with this.
“What if I become a type of adviser for you? I attend most of the events with Mr. Bishop, and I can be there for you to help you learn who everyone is and how to act. It might make things easier for you.”
Relief floods me, this woman has no idea how much she has just helped me. I drop my arms and have to resist the urge to throw them around her.
“I would greatly appreciate that, Jillian. You have no idea.”
She perks up, and her smile is near blindly at this point. She skips back over to the tablet and starts babbling away about the dresses Sophia and I can wear to the event tonight. I can’t focus on what she is saying, though; I’m too preoccupied that Chandler and Sophia haven’t come down yet.
“Tanya.”
I turn back to face Jillian and realize that she has asked me something and is waiting for my reply.
“I’m sorry. I was lost in thought; can you repeat that?”
“I was just asking your opinion on this dress.”
She points at the tablet, and I lean over to look.
