I tugged at the hem of my dress. Was I nervous? That’s impossible. I was Amelie Jenova. I was never nervous. Well except for the time when I had to perform a dance recital at school. I was so nervous I forgot the moves to the song and ended up just standing on stage for a whole 4 minutes. Although to be fair I was seven years old and that stage was huge.
Stop It. I reprimanded myself. Why should I be nervous?! It was just Nyx. There was nothing special about him, we were just having dinner… As friends. Of Course as friends. There was nothing going
“Something on your mind?” Nyx asked as he drove the car to the restaurant where we were going to have dinner.
“No.” I lied as I turned my head to look out the window.
Nyx chuckled and I glanced at him. He turned to me and shot me a sm
