Elena's POV
This wasn’t my first time attending events like this, so I knew how to act. What to say? How to smile.
So then… why was I still so nervous?
I took in another deep breath, reminiscing what happened earlier in the morning.
It was Saturday.
I’d woken up feeling fine. Layla had called earlier, rambling about how her day was going and how things with her father were finally looking up. Apparently, the man she was being engaged to was even more striking than she expected; at least according to how her father described him. But he refused to give her a picture, claiming they were going to meet soon, so it would be of no use.
Honestly? I agreed with him.
Sometimes a little mystery was sexy.
We talked for hours before my stomach interrupted the conversation with a loud growl,
