~ EVANGELINE'S POV ~I changed for the third time, eventually settling for a floral gown with pleats.I told myself it was not because I was nervous, but simply common sense to want to look appropriate for a restaurant outing.Also, knowing Damien, I knew he must have chosen somewhere very flashy, so I needed to match the aesthetic of the place.“Are you sure you still want to go on the date?” Marty asked, looking exasperated.“Of course. It is better than sitting here moping my life away. Do you think I look good in this?”I patted the gown down slightly. The corset highlighted my slender waist.“For the hundredth time, Eva, you look good in everything so far. God, you must really like him.”“I do not know what you are saying.” Yet I could not help the blush that crept up my cheeks.“Hmm… I believe you. Come sit, let me do your makeup like old times.”I sat down, and Marty got to work, chatting as he did my makeup, though everything eventually circled back to how sweet, strong, and k
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