Elena
I woke up early on the day of the party, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was my first time hosting a party of this scale, and I wanted everything to be perfect. I got out of bed and went to the window, looking out at the view of the city.
As I sipped my coffee, I thought about Victor. He had been so supportive throughout the planning process, helping me with the guest list, decorations, and catering. I couldn't have done it without him. But there was still something about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on. He had been distant lately, and I couldn't help but wonder if something was bothering him.
Shaking off those thoughts, I left for the event venue to check on the caterers. Everything was going smoothly, and I was relieved. As the guests started to arri
