POV ROBERT
I was there, in the midst of the extravagant O'Connor party, with my simple and awkward clothes, feeling like a fish out of water. The opulence of the event was overwhelming, and the guests' attire was high fashion, a far cry from my everyday wear. I knew my mother, Abigail Parker, wouldn't let this situation go unnoticed.
She approached me almost immediately, and her expression of surprise was unmistakable. She walked toward me with determined steps, looking me up and down, and then shook her head in disapproval.
“Robert, what on earth are you wearing?” She exclaimed, unable to hide her shock.
I smiled, trying to stay calm, knowing that this was one of the rare times I would face my mother. “Mom, I'm just conducting a test.”
She raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “A tes
