CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
I have always wondered what parties were like. When I was on the streets, I would watch from the windows how people like to have fun. It was like an escape from reality. I've always wondered how it would feel like but looking at it, how they engage in boring conversations in those uncomfortable clothes made me realize it wasn't really that fun after all. I watched them drink wine and laugh at whatever they found amusing and I am going to bet all my money that most of them would go home talking about the hideous dress they saw worn by someone. I removed my gaze from what's happening below. I took a shaky breath as I had my back glued on one of the marble columns. I straightened my dress as I took another deep breath before I started to walk with a tray in my hand. I saw one of the servant
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