EVELYN’S POV
With every step I took, their heads bowed slightly in reverence my eyes locked on Dante not wavering once.
The atmosphere was tensed, not a sound in sight waiting, watching. My heart thumped all aware of the expectations I now had.
I stopped in front of him, his brows pulling inward slightly. He was waiting to see what I would do.
The old me would have sucker punched him in the face but I simply smiled bowing my head to him.
I stayed in that position waiting for his acknowledgment and after a painstakingly long time, his fingers brushed on my chin and I tried my best to ignore the electricity that accompanied his touch.
He guided my head upward to meet his gaze and nodded as an acknowledgment.
Cheers broke out, filling the air, the drums resuming dancing and laughter a
