Pretend nothing happened. I said that to myself many times.
I was fidgeting and I can't help but worry. I was at the corner of the grand door of the hall, waiting. This event was making me weary and crazy, and I wondered how they bear with it, although Albert's family seldom host events.
Rachel, his sister, shared that they mostly attend rather than host events, and if they did, they would do it twice a year, and this year would be the third. She even told me, Albert never wanted to celebrate his birthday grand. This year would be an exemption.
I was worried because I make one mistake, I will be the headline in tomorrow's news, maybe forever.
No one has seen me, not even Jane when I changed to the ball gown Little Charlie requested from Lila, the family seamstress. She showed me the
