XXXIV. The Date

I peeked through the small gap of my door so I won’t appear too eager and too excited that I’ve done changing in record time.

I swallowed nervously.

I had never been on a real date for a long time. I don’t even know how to act in front of him. Should I order salad? Or should I order what I want? Maybe I'll let him order for me? I don’t want to disappoint him. What if—

But all the thoughts in my head fled the moment Killiad’s door across the hall opened. Heart hammering, I yanked myself off from my position at the back of the door and took a quick stride to the cabinet where I keep my jewelry to appear busy.

“Elle? You done?” Came a knock and his familiar smooth voice. “Yeah. Come on in.” I heard the door creaked open. Still, I didn’t turn.

“Wait a moment,” I murmured, securing the simple silver necklace on my neck. I took a long steadying breath before turni