The driver opened the car door for Dennis, who stepped out. "Are you sure you're alright?"
Dennis extended his hand towards me. "Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, taking his hand as he helped me out of the car. "It was just a minor headache."
This was the hundredth time he had asked me that question. I assured him that I was truly okay, but in typical Dennis fashion, he wanted to be absolutely certain.
After returning from Cristabel's apartment, we made our way to the mansion to rest a bit before heading to the club later in the night. I had a slight headache, but it was nothing I couldn't handle.
Dennis furrowed his brows, frowning as he looked at my dress from head to toe. "Are you sure you want to go to the club dressed like this?"
I rolled my eyes. "For the umpteenth time, Den, this is
