Kayla’s POV
On Saturday night, as the bright car headlights flashed by the window, I immediately recognized Nathan's silver sports car parked downstairs.
I glanced at the clock and realized it was 9:10 and I was late.
I quickly fastened the necklace around my neck, grabbed my handbag, and hurriedly left my home.
"Sorry, Daisy was in high spirits today, and it took me a while to put her to sleep," I said as I opened the car door and took the passenger seat, looking at Nathan anxiously.
"I hope I haven't delayed you for the gala."
"No worries," Nathan said with a smile, leaning towards me as his upper body moved closer. I was about to move away, but Nathan's hands were already around my neck, and his slender fingers readjusted the necklace around my neck.
"Now, everything is perfect
