Julia's POV

I put on the black silk nightgown I'd bought at the best lingerie store. It wasn't revealing, but it was suggestive and elegant, with a mid-thigh hem, no sheer fabric, and delicate lace along the edge. I prepared a dinner that looked simple but had the air of a special occasion.

Ever since Caesar returned from my mother's house with the news that I had a chance at forgiveness, it felt as though the ground had vanished beneath my feet. She had agreed to meet with me, although she