(Penelope's POV)
Rose tea.
You know, I’ll never really understand how those things could just calm one down instantly when they were anxious and almost on the verge of having a panic attack.
Was I having a panic attack?
Indeed, I was.
Today marked my fifth date with Terry Washington, and I had to admit that, so far, all my other dates had been nothing but perfect.
But we all know what happens on the fifth date.
This was the date of all dates, the famous one which made or broke relationships.
Of course, I had every right to panic.
Cataliya had been over at my place for the past three days, a good three weeks after my first date with Terry, and she sat lazily sprawled on the couch opposite me, enjoying my misery and keeping me company as she played video games on her phone.
She
