Elizabeth POV
I wasn’t prepared for this.
I’ve been to events before—with my not-so-loving family—but nothing ever felt like this. This wasn’t just an event. It was a statement.
The structure looked more like a modern palace than a venue. Sleek yet imposing, with soft golden lights glowing across its exterior. Three enormous fountains danced across the lawn, water glistening under the warm lights lining the path toward the entrance.
Dozens of limousines and expensive black cars pulled up, one after the other. I watched as elegantly dressed men and women stepped out like they belonged to a different world—flawless makeup, confident steps, the kind of effortless grace that screamed old money. Some walked alone. Others appeared in polished couples, hands linked, heads high.
The car slowe
