*Nina*
I find myself perched in a makeup chair next to Cassandra, the air buzzing with excitement as we prepare for the big dinner. She glances over at me, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “You’re awfully quiet… everything okay?”
I offer her a small, reassuring smile, though inside, I’m teetering on the edge of a full-blown freak-out. “I think I’m just a bit nervous about meeting Bianca,” I confess, the words tumbling out before I can stop them.
Cassandra quirks an eyebrow, her expression teasing. “You don’t strike me as someone easily intimidated by others.”
I shake my head, a hint of defiance in my tone. “I didn’t say I was intimidated.”
“But you’re worried about how Elijah will react when he sees her?” Her gaze sharpens, as if she’s trying to decipher whether I’m about to cause
