Anastasia's POV I heard Leon's car pull up outside and my heart started racing. I grabbed my clutch and took one last look in the mirror, then headed downstairs.Leon was standing by his car when I stepped outside. He wore a perfectly tailored tuxedo that made him look like he was an FBI agent. His hair was styled just right and his shoes gleamed in the fading sunlight.He turned when I stepped out and gave me an appraising look, checking that everything was in place. "The salon did a good job," he said, walking toward me. "You look ready for the gala.""Thank you for arranging all of that. I never would have known where to go or what to ask for.""It was nothing." He opened the car door for me. "Just making sure we present the right image tonight."His tone was professional, almost businesslike. Like we were colleagues preparing for an important meeting rather than a couple going to a charity event together. The distance I had felt all week was still there, sitting between us like a
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