ELENA
After a day of shopping, Damian bought gifts for Anna and insisted on buying me clothes I didn't really need. I called Anna to share the news, and she was thrilled, encouraging me to have a great time. However, I couldn't help but express my concern about her attending parties in my absence. As expected, she refused to make any promises. That's just how my grandmother is, but at least she's happy knowing I'm with Damian.
I glance at my reflection in the mirror, dressed in a tight golden dress with bare shoulders. Doubts creep in about whether it's a good idea to go to the party. I don't know this Rossana person, but she seems to fit Damian's type, blonde. I hope she's truly just a friend, especially since she appears to be married.
Can I come in? - Damian asks and knocks on the do
