A/N: I never expected to get as far as chapter two. It’s been such a long time since I had sat down and written like this, written more than a paragraph, let alone a chapter. I hope I can keep this up. Please note this isn’t edited. It’s raw. I just went at it so there are plenty of mistakes probably.
Allison pulled at the skirt of her pastel blue dress, feeling uncomfortable in her own skin at her father’s office party. Her stomach felt empty, despite the salad she had previously eaten. After spending a good twenty minutes in front of the mirror in the woman’s restroom, Allison had managed, barely, to talk herself into showing her face to the crowd of and mingle with her father’s co-workers and clients like she knew he wanted. She couldn’t help but be shy.