DANTE’S POV
"Dante, I’d take it from here," Eva interjected, her hand gently resting on my thigh. I shot her a questioning look, but her gaze was unwavering.
"Go ahead, Eva," Diana urged, her eyes glinting with anticipation.
"Thanks, Diana," Eva said and turned towards me as she asked, "Is that okay, babe?"
Babe? What was going on? “Yeah, of course,” I hurriedly replied but kept looking at her suspiciously. I wasn’t expecting her to act so good.
“Thanks,” she said, smiling at me, and then turned towards Diana. “So what happened was this; myself and Dante dated about eight years ago, and then six years ago we broke up. We broke up because I was traveling abroad for my studies, and I couldn’t handle a long-distance relationship, so I was the one who broke up with him, actually,” she sai
