Ezra's feelings

After the delectable morning now was the time for Elaine's dress fitting day. Where Scarlett again had to face the ladies of the elite society. And especially that girl who is obsessed with Ezra. To her dismay, Elaine just had to pick her house out of all the ladies in the society.

Scarlett sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed, her expression mirroring the frustration simmering in her chest. Ezra glanced at her from the driver's seat, amusement flickering in his eyes.

"You look like I'm driving you to your execution," he teased.

Scarlett shot him a glare. "Might as well be."

Ezra smirked, one hand effortlessly steering the wheel while the other reached for hers. His fingers traced over her knuckles, a silent attempt to soothe her mood. "It's just a few hours, Scarlett. Play nice, smile, and let them admire you."