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ELENA.

Sarah never ceases to amaze me. She's been dressing up for the past half hour, and I’ve already checked my wristwatch for what feels like the hundredth time. Maybe inviting her was a bad idea. I curse under my breath.

Just as I’m about to lose my patience, I hear the soft click of heels against wood. I look up from my watch and see her descending the staircase, wearing a form-fitting pencil gown that hugs her curves perfectly. Her long brown hair cascades down her shoulders in soft waves, catching the light.

“Wow,” I say, raising a brow as I give her a slow once-over. “Trying to seduce my old man?”

“A girl’s gotta look good,” Sarah says, flicking her hair back with a practiced grace.

She stops at the bottom of the stairs and extends her hand toward the door. “Shall we?”

“Are you planning on going somewhere afterward?” I ask as she steps outside.

“That depends,” she smirks, mischief dancing in her eyes.

“On…?” I press.

“If I meet a nice guy who sweeps me off my feet…” She pauses
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