I let Aunt France dragged me outside of the walk in closet. She let go of my hand when we were already in front of Evan.
I looked away when I felt Evan's gaze on me. I don't know why I feel so nervous over this thing. I shouldn't be bothered by this but my heart is doing differently. So what if I am wearing this dress in front of him? I tried to calm myself by swallowing so hard.
This unfamiliar feeling is making things worst!
"It looks great on her! Am I right, Evan?"
I felt the lump in my throat. I never thought that his opinion is important however why do I feel like it does matter right now?
"Come on, Evan! Say it!" Aunt France laughed a bit.
I didn't make a move. I still didn't like to meet his gaze. I continued to look away and just turned my gaze on another corner, patiently w
