Anthony Nasser's POV.
Nerves and anxiety are holding me hostage. I can't deny that these last two days have been chaos for me, however, just at the instant Juliet leaves the room I run out of air to breathe..... I'm lost, I'm screwed, I'm cornered.
Juliet lets herself be observed standing up, she has put on an elegant beige pants and a vinotint blouse that accentuates her perfect and balanced curves in the best possible way, she has combed her hair like a f*****g exquisite goddess and from the moment she has let herself be observed in the archway of the door, I have ended up leaving convinced that there is absolutely nothing more perfect and dreamy than her. There is nothing else.
"Do I look good, Anthony, do you think I really fit the occasion, I can't find Mindy anywhere." Juliet inte
