CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

HANNAH

I sit at the edge of my bed, dressed and ready, waiting for Alex with a mixture of excitement and trepidation fluttering in my stomach. Last night, I went back to my old pack to retrieve my outfit for our date and ended up staying the night because it took me the entire night to decide what to wear. In the end, I settled on a chic ensemble - a white crop top with delicate, thin straps paired with a long, flowing brown skirt adorned with ruffled layers that danced around my legs with every movement. Gold necklaces and earrings caught the light, adding a touch of elegance, while nude-colored high-heel sandals with transparent straps elongated my legs. A white quilted purse completed the look. I kept my makeup mild and natural, a soft pink lipstick the only pop of color on my face. I felt beautiful, but the nerves still twisted in my gut as I waited for Alex to arrive.

Glancing at my phone, I note the time - 9:50am. He should have left the Sky Pack by now, making hi