Anastasia
I hadn’t considered that my date would take place in a different location until the sleek black car pulled up to the side entry of the temple.
Atticus opened the back door from the inside and patted the seat next to him. “Get in, darling.”
I sat down and twirled my legs to avoid my dress getting wrinkled. I hoped my attire was fine for wherever I was going but nobody had deemed that important information to share with me.
The driver nodded once I got in and the car hummed to life as we pulled away.
“Ready for your date?” Atticus inquired.
“Not at all,” I admitted, trying to get a grip on my nerves. “I’m worried, Atti. If this date doesn’t go well, what’s even the point in publishing the episodes?”
“Well… I assume you’ll go through the process again with new matches and you
