MYKEL
As I ventured into the exquisitely decorated hall, the rich tapestries and ornate furnishings held my attention for a moment, but my primary focus was the search for Sabrina. My eyes darted around the opulent space, scanning each corner with a fervor that matched my determination to find her.
Earlier, when I had approached Sabrina with a simple inquiry about her plans for the evening, her dismissive response echoed in my mind. "Mind your own business," she had retorted. It was evident that direct questioning wouldn't yield the information I sought. My instinct urged me to turn to Gilead, a security detail I had personally assigned to her. It was through Gilead that I learnt of her evening plan.
Upon concluding our conversation with Gilead, I promptly selected a suit from my wardr
