ELENA
“Warren?” I call, confused as the Omega moves to usher the guest in. It’s impossible, there is no way Warren can be here. The soft clunk of steps takes forever, and I watch, waiting eagerly to see the person reveal themselves.
“Warren!” I scream in excitement as I see Warren peek from the corner, the ever-charming boyish smile plastered on his face. I push my seat back and almost tear across the room to hug him. He glides across the room eagerly, the smile widening as he draws closer to me. He wraps his arms around me, hoisting me into the air.
“Warren, stop,” I giggle, my cheeks heating in embarrassment from being carried in the air. He gives me a quick spin and I laugh even more, stretching my arms far like Rose did in Titanic. It was a movie we both loved so much, even though h
