"Thank you for coming to my birthday party," Uncle Trevor said as we excused ourselves. "I apologize if the service was not satisfactory."
"No, we're full and enjoyed the entertainment tonight," Dad responded.
"Vaughn, please escort them to the lobby," Aunt Evelyn instructed.
"No need," Orlando declined. "We and our bodyguards fill up the elevator."
"This hotel has more than one elevator, Andy," the woman insisted.
"Thank you, Evelyn. We're not your only guests. We can get out on our own," Mom interjected.
The woman smiled, not forcing her will. Orlando took my hand, inviting me to walk first, while Jillian was on his left. He was probably annoyed to see Vaughn staring at me.
We didn't say anything while in the elevator. How relieved I was to see no reporters were in front of the ho
