Chapter 38 THE STONE AGE!

LIORA'S POV;

I changed my dress for what felt like the millionth time, each one discarded in a pile on my bed. All this fuss, all this indecision, was for one person—Ronan.

Today, of all days, I wanted to impress him by my looks. But did it even matter? He probably just saw me as Nikolai’s little sister, a kid who tagged along whenever she got the chance. Yet here I was, nervously scrutinizing my reflection in the mirror, hoping to catch a flicker of admiration in his eyes.

Last night had been perfect—almost too perfect. We watched Netflix together, and I enjoyed every second of it.

The best part? I got to touch him freely, all in the name of laughing at something funny on the show. I had to restrain myself from leaning too close, from making my feelings obvious. But being near him like that, even under the guise of whatever he thinks of me, was everything.