Lily's POV
I had never taken so long to get ready for anything in my life. My hands shook so badly that I had to set the eyeliner down twice just to breathe. I wasn’t nervous about the engagement ceremony itself, at least that’s what I told myself.
And then there was Dante. Knowing he would be picking me up, standing beside me, watching me, and be engaged to me. It made my stomach twist in a way I couldn’t fully explain—not dread exactly, not excitement either, but something heavy and confusing between the two. Dante was an incredibly attractive man, and from that night alone with him I knew I was attracted to him in a way.
But it had happened all too fast and was now all too confusing. How was I supposed to feel about being engaged to him.
I stared at my reflection. My makeup looked
