#Chapter 139: The Esteemed Guest

Ella Logan pulled up in his sleek, black car, and the moment I opened, I could feel his eyes on me. “You look... wow,” he said, clearly searching for the right word. “Would you mind doing a little spin?” Feeling my cheeks flush, I spun around, the fabric of my blue dress swishing around me. I had worn my hair down, curled perfectly, with just the right amount of lipstick and eyeshadow. I wore a dainty gold necklace, golden earrings, and matching golden shoes, a perfect understated look for an engagement party. When I faced him again, I noticed his own cheeks had turned a shade of red. “You clean up pretty well yourself,” I shot back, eyeing his well-tailored suit with his matching blue tie. Logan grinned. “Shall we?” As we drove to the restaurant, the atmosphere inside the car was palpable, like a low hum of electricity. We didn't say much, but then again, we didn't need to. The tension spoke volumes. It had been another two weeks since our fateful shopping trip, a