Calista

　　"Thanks, but I really should get ready first..." I murmured, addressing all of their invitations. The embarrassment of my appearance was overwhelming.

　　I felt like a complete mismatch in my casual attire while they all looked impeccably dressed.

　　"Who cares about that?" Draven's voice cut through, his tone icy and compelling. It made me want to draw closer to the breakfast table despite my pride nudging me to prioritize my ...