Angelo walked in proudly with Charlotte on his arm. He'd practically tripped over himself to state how honored he'd be to accompany her once he found out she was attending.
"You look beautiful this evening, M-- Charlotte." He cleared his throat after almost calling her 'Miss' again. He still found himself doing that instinctively, despite the blissful few weeks of dating so far.
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