Elena's POV
In, out. In, out... I mentally repeated to myself. Trying to keep in mind that I have to remember how to breathe.
Ethan and are currently on our way to his parents house where his whole family will be. He's completely fine, while I'm here trying to remember to breathe.
"Do you think what I'm wearing is too short?" I worriedly asked, looking over at Ethan.
He took his eyes off the road and scanned me.
"If it were up to me, I'd have your dress way shorter. But since you'll be meeting those idiots that are related to me, I don't mind the length. Maybe I'd prefer the dress a bit longer when you're around them, but I guess that's fine." He shrugged and focused on the road.
"So it's too short?" I asked again.
He reached for my hand and took it in his. He laced our fingers
