Finding Without Looking
When everyone has left, I decide to walk through the garden to clear my mind. From a distance, I can still see the catering staff packing up and the organizer's team taking down the tables.
I move through the garden, and the maze catches my attention. The place is still somewhat lit, but it's clear it will soon return to its usual darkness. Memories of what happened earlier flood my mind as I adjust my cashmere sweater. What happened with Eva was something that was already expected; however, her words left me thinking.
I am so lost in my thoughts that I barely notice two people whispering. I frown and proceed cautiously, looking over my shoulder to make sure no one is nearby. The last time I wanted to know, Salvatore ruined the moment for me; so I move along the
