Danika’s P.O.V

When had he walked up to me? The drool suddenly dissipated, and the haze in my eyes disappeared at once as his actions snapped me out of my daze.

“What’s—what’s happening?” I questioned, raw surprise evident in my tone of voice.

“You surely did take your time,” he said, ignoring my question. “You look beautiful in this black dress, just like you did back then at the collaboration party,” he complimented.

“Thank you,” I replied. “But why am I the only one here?” I asked, looking around.

“Shall we?” he asked, holding out his arm, still ignoring my question. “Let’s go and sit down first, and I’ll tell...