Evelyn’s POV

I thought he had given up on this question. I shot a quick glance at Dominic but he remained calm. Under the table, he gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I took that as my cue.

I cleared my throat. “We… met on the street,” I said carefully. “I dropped my bag by mistake. He picked it up for me.”

I let out a small laugh. “It was kind of like something out of a movie.”

Dad raised an eyebrow. “And he fell for you right then?”

I hesitated, but nodded. “He said it was ...