Sierra's POV
Carol's party was just as I expected — loud music, fancy dresses, expensive cologne and perfumes, models and everything one would consider refined.
There were a few people who didn't fit into this category and I was the number one on that list. Even though Arthur helped me change into something more fancy, I felt out a place.
It was hard to get used to these gatherings, but I had a little advantage; Arthur. The confidence I had gathered while being with him was enough to get me to sit at a table, but that was it.
I could not utter a word. Plus, all they were saying was something I could barely relate to. “Your drink, my lady,” Arthur said, placing a glass of wine before me on the table, shooting me a bright smile.
The eyes of every female on the table turned to him. He d
