Chapter 185

The man is dragged out of the studio by security, but the damage is already done.

"We'll edit that part out," Clark's drones lower from their previous hover. "Nobody will see that footage."

"But my dress," I looked down at the black paint all over the beautiful green silk and a tear fell from my eyes. I hate how these damn pregnancy hormones make me emotionally weak.

Tilly comes up from the front row of the audience. As she passes Clark I see a moment of connection as she moves past him, a small smile on her lips. There is no ring on her finger anymore, but the light in Clark's eyes when he looks at her tells me that things must be on the mend.

"I have just the thing with this," Tilly pulls me backstage into a dressing room where she has me strip off my dress. Behind a wardrobe, she pulls out a 5-gallon bucket and a gallon jug of white vinegar. I watch in astonishment as she makes the stains disappear.

"Did you prepare for this," I eye her suspiciously. "How did you know I'd need a