Alexia's POV
Okay, so Aiden had officially ditched me. Not surprising, really. I should've known better than to expect him to personally come and pick me up after spending all day getting turned into a rich man's doll. Instead, he had sent his ever-so-efficient assistant, Tobias. How romantic.
Well, if my darling husband thought I was going to jump at his beck and call, he had another thing coming. If he had the nerve to leave me waiting after subjecting me to a full day of grooming and plucking, then I had every right to make him wait too. Petty? Maybe. Worth it? Absolutely.
So, instead of heading straight to the event, I did what any rational, revenge-driven woman would do—I decided to eat first. Priorities, you know? I had spent the entire day getting pampered and transformed, but nobody had thought to feed me. And a girl needed fuel if she was going to survive a room full of high-society snobs.
