DEBORA’s POV
While we were all busy eating one of Italy’s most popular appetizers ‘Bruschetta’. A man walked on stage, and I thought that it was the man that I was waiting to see, but since the reactions from the guests and my father remained the same I concluded that he wasn't the one. I have seen pictures and videos of him but because of how much I hated him I have never really checked him out enough.
“Wow! I see everyone is enjoying themselves, right?”
Everyone applauded and screamed at the man. Oh, he is just the party anchor! I see.
The party Anchor had this charisma, and he could easily pass off as the man I was looking for. He was quite tall, as he stood at the microphone, studying the room with a discerning gaze. He’s dressed in a tailored, black tuxedo complete with a crisp bl
