Eden…
I stood in front of the mirror and smoothed the dress I had bought two semesters ago and never worn. It was simple. Dark blue. Fitted just enough to look intentional without trying too hard. Mia sat on the edge of my bed watching me with that quiet look she got when she was deciding whether to say something.
“You look good,” she said finally. “Like you actually want to be seen.”
I met her eyes in the reflection. “I want him to look at me the way he looks at game tape. Like it matters.”
Mia raised an eyebrow but did not push. “Just remember you do not have to perform for anyone tonight. Not even him.”
I nodded even though part of me still did not know how to do that. I grabbed my bag and checked my phone. Jax had texted that he was downstairs. My pulse picked up. I took one more
