Mrs. Garrett hates me...

Chapter 48

I found myself bringing up several scenes of how the dinner would go. Like I haven't done that already. I knew it all boiled down to one thing, it could either end on a good note or a bad note. Nothing more.

I didn't notice when the car stopped. We had already reached our destination. Elliot released his seat belt and came down from the car to get to my door. He has a passive look on his face but I pretended not to have seen it.

"Thank you," I whispered. I could feel my hand twitch as nervousness kept grinding inside me. I came down from the car, losing my footing. Before my body hit the ground, Elliot held me by the waist to stabilize me. I thanked him again, fiddling my hands together before smoothing my dress.

I looked up at the golden plate at the top of the building. I tried to pronounce the name that was boldly written in French. Elliot backed me up.

"La Monet." I nodded. I wondered about French and Italian places. I've noticed that he always had the right connection