Nicole's POV
I had to go back home to get something to wear.
I felt confused regarding what to wear, that alone told me how much this dinner meant to me, even though I kept telling myself it didn’t.
I stood in front of the mirror longer than necessary, smoothing my dress for the third time, checking my hair again, adjusting earrings no one would probably notice. My room felt too quiet.
Liam had asked me out to dinner earlier today.
I grabbed my bag and stepped outside, my heart beating faster than it should have. His car was already waiting. He stepped out the moment he saw me, opening the door like he always used to.
“Hi,” he said softly.
“Hi,” I replied, feeling a bit awkward with the pleasantries.
“You look good,” he said casually as I got into the car.
“Thank you,” I replied
