~Joanna
The sound of our heels clicked against the marble floor as my friends, Pamela and Sandra, and I strolled leisurely through the chateau. The game had ended, leaving an air of lighthearted excitement in its wake. The dim chandeliers above bathed the hallway in a golden glow, their light reflecting off the polished floor beneath our feet.
"Can you believe we actually came up with all those ridiculous questions?" Sandra asked, her cheeks rosy with laughter and slight embarrassment.
Pamela laughed along, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I know, right? Honestly, we could’ve pitched the whole thing as a reality show! Though I must say, your husband’s best man, Adrian, trying to make a scene really took the cake!"
I chuckled softly, but my thoughts were elsewhere. My mind had
