Lacy's POV
Dinner goes just like breakfast. The maids refuse to serve me, but Maria does; the only difference is that no maid has tried to spill tea or food on me.
Progress, if you ask me.
Everyone is chattering with one another, and I am sitting beside Brent. He is trying to start a conversation with me, but I'm not in the mood for one now.
I don't know what those doctors did to me while I was asleep, but I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.
"Everyone. May I have your attention, please?" All eyes turn to Celeste as she stands up and hits her glass cup with a spoon.
She is smiling widely, as if she has just won the lottery, and I don't know why I get the feeling that whatever she's about to announce is related to me.
"I would like to organise an event in honour of our lovely Lu
