Camilla's POV
After I agreed to go on a date with Malakai, he stayed with me a little longer, then left to attend to pack business. I was alone again in the room, but this time, I had my phone to keep me company.
Lying on my stomach, legs swirling in the air, I played one of the games Malakai had installed for me—sorting balls into their different colors. It was fun, but I couldn’t concentrate. My mind kept drifting, imagining what the date would be like… where he might take me… how tonight might turn out.
I had never been to a date.
I was already nervous, even though it wasn’t anywhere near evening yet.
The date was meant to be part of his apology for what happened earlier. And even though I said I'd forgiven him and wanted to move on, there was still this lingering unease sitting in
