~Camelia POV~
I tugged at the strap of my red bodycon dress, the fabric hugging my body in a way that made me both confident and uneasy at the same time. According to Becca, it was perfect for a family dinner, especially since Luke had said I should dress well.
I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, glancing down at my phone to check if Luke had seen the address to Becca’s place that I sent.
Before I could even think further, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of me.
My breath caught at the sight of the luxury car, and my eyes dropped to my dress again. It hugged my body perfectly, but now it felt out of place. I wasn’t just meeting his family—I was pretending to belong to them. And I wasn’t sure I could pull that off.
The car door opened, and Luke stepped out.
For a mome
