Olivia stood near the back of the grand ballroom, the hum of conversations mixing with the soft clinking of glasses and the quiet strains of the orchestra. Her eyes swept over the glittering crowd, the intricately designed gowns and sharp suits blending together into a picture of wealth and sophistication.
She couldn’t help but feel out of place, like an imposter among these high-profile figures, each of them more polished than the last. Her golden designer dress, with its delicate lace-covered sleeves and deep neckline, clung to her body, the elegant fabric shimmering under the lights. Despite the dress’s beauty, Olivia hated how it made her feel—exposed, like she was being observed under a microscope.
She had spent hours getting ready, picking out the perfect outfit, and yet, here sh
