Normally, I despised company dinners but this one for some reason didn't seem so bad to me –maybe because I had my eyes out for Petyr.
Maybe not.
“I don't know. I just feel like she would have done better with that dress,” I said to Maria, who was sitting opposite me in a glittery midnight blue dress that gave her an angelic look.
She sipped her wine, smiling as she licked her lips, “Now, who are you to judge?”
She looked over her shoulders. You'd think she was looking at Marie Rose, from production who we were talking about but to look at Marie Rose, she'd have to look past me, not behind her.
Though it was just thirty minutes into the party, the party was in full swing.
I personally thought people were just eager to get it over with and go home.
“I do think Mrs Levaughn look
