My heart felt like someone was ripping it from my chest. It raced faster than before as I stood in front of the mirror, gazing at my reflection. I had put some efforts today, dressed in the white and blue dress, I bought just a day before with a jacket over it. My arms and legs, freshly shaven. I let my long hair to fall against my chest and tied up my boots. I didn't look like how I usually did. I felt different, a good type of different. I took a deep breath in before letting it out as I prepared myself for the supper with the Harris'.
I had decided to call a cab but Victor denied. He was going to pick me up. And when I thought he was late I heard the screeching of the car just below my building and I looked down my balcony to see it was him, waiting outside his car, and as if sensing
