Eyes locked on Fey, the stranger approached the table unaware of the bride and groom who stood a few distances away from her. The stranger's legs peeked from the long slit on the beautiful gown but her long legs were even more beautiful as she walked, Fey observed. Immobilized to move, Fey could only stay glued to her seat with her eyes dashing here and there though always finding their way back to the intruder as she tried to observe if anyone had noticed the newcomer. The guests apparently were having so much fun that none noticed nor felt anything strange was happening. Only Fey could not shake off the feeling that the newcomer's presence was so strong that it could hold the air, leaving everyone breathless. She was breathless, she was rendered immobile and she could not, try as she mig
