Chapter 22 The Door I Opened Again

Evi Pov 

I looked down at myself.

Still in my sweater. Jeans. Hair that was probably fine but not great. No makeup to speak of.

And suddenly I wanted desperately to change.

“Oh no,” I whispered as I realized what I had just thought.

That was ridiculous.

I was NOT dressing up because Max was comi...

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