Carla P.O.V
I just stood there, taking sips of wine as I watched Xavier talk to a variety of individuals around the room. Handshakes were exchanged here and there. As he grinned at a variety of individuals, I couldn't help but crack a grin myself, even though I couldn't move from where I was standing. I had the impression that the wine was the only thing that kept me busy in any other way. I loathe that I was forced to wait in this manner. When exactly was Richardo going to make his appearance here? I was concerned that Xavier might hear me talking to him and observe me talking to him.
There were a great number of dangers associated with all of this. It made me feel queasy to the point where I wanted to beg Xavier to drive me back home instead of dealing with the situation. There are a l
