ELENA

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A part of me still couldn’t believe that Dominic had called this a date. It felt strange and out of place, like a soft word dropped into a world that had never known softness. I sat up straight in the limousine, the fabric of my dress cool against my skin. My hands were folded in my lap, and I forced myself to keep them still. I didn’t want to seem nervous. I didn’t want him to see how much this rattled me.

The car moved smoothly through the city, the night alive with lights ...