BELLE
“Need a company?” A young man dressed in a designer suit approached me as soon as Zalden left. He looked like he belonged here, while I just wanted to hide.
“No, I'm good.” I forced out a smile.
“Too bad. Everyone is curious to know where the goddess came from,” he said with a playful smile.
Thankfully, he didn't press on. When he noticed my reluctance, he left before I could ask.
I looked around searching for Zalden, but he was nowhere to be found. Why would he even bring me here?
Everything about tonight felt wrong.
The music was too loud. The lights were too bright. The air felt heavy, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that Zalden had brought me here to embarrass me.
I sat alone at a round table draped in silk, my fingers clicking against the glass of wine in my hands
