Ch 45
Matilda Vaughn POV
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I can feel my heart beating so loud like I'm going to have an attack.
The dim music, the darkness yet the brightness the chandeliers hold
This isn't like a club or a restaurant
This place looks like more like a mansion.
All the girls In the white uniform, serving drinks, looks lost… Like they have no idea who these people are.
Scared to be here, they have their name tags on their chest, but none of the guests even try to glance an eye at them.
And the men, walking around with the bottle of drinks in their black shirt and black slacks, their hairs neatly pinned, refilling the glasses
They look empty.
Trying to keep their eyes on the floor…
They are avoiding to meet anyone's gaze, especially the females
“Matilda”
I turned around, hearing my
