Estella's POV

Dropping on the bed, I heave a loud sigh of relief, after all no one hears me.

As good as his promise is, he returns earlier than I'd expected. It's about an hour to the time set for the meeting.

"We got to prepare, wear something appropriate, it's gonna be like a date. A date with me."

"You and Damon," I joke, laughing it off with a ``What do you think I should put on?" I have so many dresses that basically, I don't know what to put on to events again, especially occasions like this.

He thinks for a while." Let's go to the dressing room." He...