In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
Charlotte had done everything in her power to push the memory of that night at Ethan's mansion to the back of her mind.
She buried herself in work, keeping their interactions strictly professional.
Ethan, on the other hand, had been away on business trips for most of the week, which gave her some breathing room.
Yet, whenever she thought about their near-kiss, a strange fluttering sensation stirred in her chest.
Saturday morning arrived, the day Ethan had mentioned they'd be attending an event together.
By 11 a.m., Charlotte was dressed in the stunning green gown Ethan had picked out for her last week.
The elegant fabric hugged her figure perfectly, and the color complemented her skin tone in a way that made her feel more confident than she'd expected.
She sat in the living room, scrolling absentmindedly through her phone, waiting for Ethan to arrive.
