The next two days were a blur of nerves and planning. Ava borrowed a black evening dress from her friend Lila, dug out her best camera lenses, and spent hours researching the gala venue online.
She even found herself Googling Dominic Chase—reading about his billion-dollar mergers, his philanthropic work, and the endless gossip columns linking him to models and heiresses.
None of those women looked like her.
But when she thought of his words—It's not even close to what you deserve—a strange flutter filled her chest.
She could not say what these feelings are but her heart felt it.