Eliza was quiet on the drive home and still confusing reality with fantasy.

 Romano’s friends had been lovely, and she'd enjoyed cheering them on from the sidelines.

She had been uncomfortable around the other mates and girlfriends at first, but they'd been so genuinely welcoming that Eliza had relaxed almost immediately.

Romano’s constant attention had helped a lot. He would often trot over to where she was sitting to ask if she was okay, if she needed anything, if she was warm enough, ...