Chapter 90

SOPHIE WESLEY

I stared at Knox's text, heat climbing up my cheeks as I smiled.

Is he asking me out on a date?

The thought of it made my breath hitch.

I put my phone away and went to my closet to find a suitable dress for tonight.

My eyes swept through my closet before I reached inside, my fingers brushing over the dresses.

They were all so beautiful, I couldn't make my choice.

After standing there indecisively for a moment, I finally settled for a maroon dinner gown, a pair of matching heels and purse.

My phone chimed as I set them on the bed, and I...