She felt out of place.
As Claire scans the dance floor filled with couples merrily swaying their body to the music, there she is drinking glasses of wine to her hearts content.
Jordan was literally snatched from her by that woman he must be talking about and is now nowhere to be found. The amnesiac guy just left her alone in such unfamiliar place full of strangers. She honestly feel the urge to strangle him once they meet again.
She sighed, grabbing another two glasses of wine from a passing waiter. She took some finger foods from a waitress as well.
The only consolation she had for that night is the food and drinks. Really.
The place was elegant yet mysterious. From the outside, it looks like yet another mansion. But once inside, it was diligently designed to fit for the occasion.
