Summer’s Point of View
I arrived at the dinner party at 7 pm.
As I entered the banquet hall, I could see the glimmering chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The vibrant colors around me made me remember why I had come to this place. Of course, it was because of learning more about my past, but I received news that Steven would attend the party, too. Recalling the moment he told me it was my fault that Amby’s dream had been crushed, I was stirred to come here more.
I made my way around, eager to find him. My eyes searched the crowd, and I struggled to find his familiar tall body amongst the sea of unfamiliar faces and figures.
It took me half an hour yet I still did not see him. Feeling my feet hurting from walking, I ended up stepping into the garden.
Standing at the edge of the garde
