Cecilia
The ballroom was filled with forced laughter, superficial conversations, and traces of expensive perfume. Amidst this scene, Liam remained by my side, his expression a mix of frustration and annoyance. Meanwhile, I tried to decipher the reason for this seemingly constant irritation on his face.
I noticed the moment he sighed, looking away for a moment before responding:
— You're too quiet, Cecilia. You need to engage more in the conversation.
Observing Liam's friends, Logan and Adriel, I tried to figure out how I could fit into it. They were handsome, intimidating, and I had no idea what to say to such distinguished men.
— I'm just trying to follow your instructions — I replied, keeping my voice calm but feeling frustration growing within me.
Logan, the cynic, cast a mocking
