*Caterina*

“Fuck!” I muttered, throwing down my tube of mascara as I poked myself in the eye yet again. I was way too excited for my date with Elio, and it was making it difficult to focus on my makeup.

I took a deep breath and tried to look objectively at myself in the mirror. Other than the smudged mascara under my right eye, I looked good. The dress that Elio had picked out for me was gorgeous, the neckline cut into a sweetheart style that I knew made me look ...