The next day

Mireille clutched tightly to her bag, took one final look at herself in the mirror, did a little spin and gave herself a satisfactory nod before leaving the mirror.

Dante was finally leaving and Mireille was going to tell him about her feelings for him. She did not care if he had gotten it when she asked him those questions or not, she was going to confess her feelings to him directly.

Belinda had done a great job assuring her that Dante was only denying his ...