Chapter 96 A Dinner That She's Not Very Thankful About

• Liam arrived at my dorm right on time, his car looking polished and ready for what felt like a monumental occasion. As I climbed into the passenger seat, my nerves kicked into high gear. I smoothed my dress for the hundredth time, feeling every wrinkle like it was a glaring imperfection.
• “Hey,” Liam said softly, reaching over to squeeze my hand. “You look amazing.”
• “Thanks,” I murmured, forcing a smile. “I’m just…nervous.”