Chapter 103. Who Is She?

Manuela

When I opened the door for Logan that night, a wave of doubt flooded my thoughts once again. Accepting his invitation didn't mean I was fully convinced.

"You look stunning," Logan complimented, and the sincerity in his face didn't go unnoticed.

"Thank you," I replied with a nervous smile.

I had agreed to Logan's request and accompanied Cecilia on a shopping spree, followed by a visit to the beauty salon. The event that night required meticulous preparation, although I had always been able to take care of my makeup and hair with satisfactory results.

For that evening, I chose an elegant black dress, with a length below the knee, no neckline, and no sleeves. My curls were skillfully restrained in a loose bun, while my makeup was discreetly applied.

"Shall we go?" Logan asked.

I reflected for a moment before responding with another question.

"Are you giving me the opportunity to back out or are you just being polite?"

"Oh, I