Parties where not really Vynessa's thing anymore. But as she walked into the building where the gala was holding, she could feel a tiny bit of the joy she used to feel before when she usually attended.
The business party was held in a large hall, with large tables filling the place surrounded by chairs and people sitting around their friends and business partners.
It was the kind of thing her father would like. Perfect for him and the exterior he had built for himself over the years and expected everyone to believe. And by the looks of things, people believed. Swallowing the illusion her father had created hook line and sinker. Her mother on the other hand...
Vynessa heard her before she saw her.
Vynessa's mother stumbled towards her, already tipsy from the free champagne going aro
