The moment we stepped out of the car, blinding and relentless flashes of cameras exploded around us.
I froze for half a second as the noise hit me all at once; the voices, heels clicking against marble floors, distant laughter, and the expensive perfume hanging heavily in the air.
Everything about this place screamed wealth.
The building itself looked enormous with towering glass walls and golden lights spilling from inside. Men in tailored suits stood beside women draped in glittering gowns that probably cost more money than I had ever seen in my entire life.
And somehow, I was supposed to belong here.
Dawson stepped out beside me looking completely unaffected by the attention surrounding him. His black tuxedo fit him perfectly, as if it had been stitched directly onto his body, and
