Danika’s P.O.V.

I was a mess.

When I finally opened the door, I froze. Standing there with a broad smile on her face was Milla, dashing all my expectations in a single second.

What?! I screamed internally.

She wasn’t the one I was expecting to see at this moment. Moon goddess, seriously?

“Wow!” she exclaimed, her violet eyes glinting. “You look amazingly gorgeous in this outfit!”

I tried to keep my face neutral. “Thank you, ma’am,” I said politely.

She fanned me off playfully. “No, no—don’t be so formal with me. Call me Milla. And you’re welcome.”

“I can see you’re all dressed,” she continued. “As Jonah said, he’ll be...