Elena’s pov

I was checking the contents of my bag for the third time when the doorbell rang.

My phone, keys, invitation, lipstick. Everything was there. I knew that because I had checked twice already, but apparently, tonight was a good time for me to develop new habits.

I zipped the bag and glanced at myself in the mirror one last time.

The dress was elegant without being too much, its fitted waist and soft, flowing skirt giving me just the right balance between formal and comfortable. ...