DIMITRI

I wasn’t supposed to go on the evening date. Not with Elara of all people. But I felt like I could put it to good use.

When I got to the round table, I pulled out a chair and sat down. She was already seated right across from me, full of smiles and running her hand through her brunette hair.

As expected, she was the first to start the conversation.

“How was the ride here? I hope it wasn’t stressful for you?” She tilted her head as she asked me. No matter how hard I try, I ...