ELARA'S POV
The dinner with Maya and Sofia was scheduled for Saturday. I was more nervous than I should have been.
"Why are you so anxious?" Damien asked as we drove to the restaurant. "I've already survived Maya once."
"That was when we were just figuring things out. Now we're actually together. The stakes are higher."
"She cares about you. That's good."
"She also has no filter and will ask invasive questions."
"I can handle invasive."
The restaurant was crowded. Maya waved from a corner table, a woman beside her with dark curly hair and an easy smile.
"You must be Damien," Sofia said, standing to shake his hand. "I've heard a lot about you."
"None of it good, I'm sure."
"Actually, Maya's been surprisingly fair lately. That's how I know this is serious."
We sat. Maya studied us
