Chapter 120 The Wedding Dress

  Niccolo

  Suit... check

  Bow tie... check

  Cufflinks... check

  Gun... safely tucked into my holster.

  I slicked back my hair while looking at the mirror in the bathroom.

  I look party ready. I've got everything I need.

  All except one.

  I opened the cabinet above the mirror and opened it to pick the ambrosia I needed in my system tonight if I was going to make it through without lashing out and losing grip of my insanity.

  My antidepressants.

  I took a pill and gulped it down before agreeing that I was really going to have a good time tonight.

  Maybe.

  I walked out of the bathroom and saw Jasmine.

  "Yoo, Jasmine! What the fuck are you doing wearing that dress?! Take off that dress right now!"

  "Why!"

  "Because I told you to! That's among the costumes to be auctioned tonight!"