Chapter 35.
CLARA'S POV.
The sound of breaking glass instantly echoed throughout the room. The crystal glasses that had been arranged beautifully and perfectly and contained the finest wine fell and scattered on the floor.
Apparently I had crashed into the small table containing the stack of crystal glasses. No one came near me, who was now on the ground next to the table. Everyone was immediately silent. The atmosphere immediately became eerily silent like a funeral.
'Oh my God, I'm really losing face,' I screamed inwardly, cursing my own attitude.
I could feel dozens of pairs of eyes from the guests present tonight fixed on me. My face heated up and my hands trembled as well.
I felt like saying something, but all the words seemed to be stuck in my throat.
I looked at Leon. I was
