I walked into the ballroom and everything in there caught my breath. I’d been in such places before, and their space would sometimes make me feel so small–or so plain, worse tonight. I felt a little out of place with how I was dressed. Bloody rich people.
I looked around me again. Crystal chandeliers spiraled down from the arching sky-blue ceiling, illuminating the glimmering golden walls and a floor so polished it looked like an iced-over lake. And it wasn’t just the ballroom that caught my attention this time around–the women sparkled like a box of jewels before me, their low chatter accompanying a glide of rose and hyacinth and jasmine made them even look amazing.
I looked down at my simple black suit, yep I could have done a little better than this I swear, but this was a last minu
