“Relax. It’s going to be fine,” I advised Alex who was fidgeting by my side as we were about to enter the Cox’s mansion. Mr. Edward Fox rarely solicited guests in his own house, but that particular event had been organized since almost a year and had been the most awaited ball in entire Boston.
Needless to say that the crowd which gathered around the palatial mansion was huge, like nothing the city had ever known before, selecting only the elite social circle of the surroundings.
“I’m not so sure,” Alex muttered self-consciously, checking his watch again to cover his nervousness. “It’s going to be a hell of a night for sure.”
I took his elbow with one hand and lifted my gown with the other to mount the stairs. “Come on! It’s our time to shine!”
Flashes of camera blinded us as we reac
