's
and for a moment, I questioned my place in this glittering environment. The
laughter seemed too loud, too carefree, a sound that didn't belong to me. I wasn't even sure why I was here.
through the clamor, like a kn
a Ca
and his dark suit was well-fitting and crisp. When we looked at one other, time seemed to slow down because he ex
s. But there was something else about him-something deeper that pulled me toward him. He wasn't just attrac
o smile, my stance showing ho
er of his lips. "Alexander Hartman," he introduced himself, extending hi
hink we've
something about him made it impossible to look away. I took his hand, and when hi
maintaining my composure d
ing me as his eyes flicked ove
t out of place," in a lo
ounded hollow. "I'm not
deliers, polished marble floors, the chatter of the we
m sound that was almost
unfamiliar world offers a different perspec
mething unspoken, that made me wonder if he, too, had a side not suit
world of wealth and prestige?" I gestured vagu
s eyes narrowing ever so slig
pped lower, almost a whisper. "Even though the dress you're wearing may cost more t
own my spine, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he had
"What you mean i
ou'll understand. Perhaps not. But I've b
feel his gaze heavy on me, too intense, too
e?" I asked, half confus
s eyes flickering wit
"Even though you don't belong here, you'r
ling my attention away. I turned instinctively, and when I looked back at him, the
but this time, there was n
"I'll let you go for now." His finge
is where your future lies. And I migh
he vanished into the crowd. I kep
And what did
ed through the crowd. Like many others, I had expected him to fade in
y chest, and there he was again, waiting
voice like silk. "I never tho
but chuckle. "
e observed, his grin widening. "Is it
ully. He stood out-genuine and unpreten
both," I said, my voice more
omething deeper, someth
ng to terms with the possibility that you'
ow. "I don't get the impression tha
of something vulnerable passing through his
, I stepped closer. Nobody in this room is straightforward, in my opinion. Eve
enance was unreadable as
ce just enough to make my stomach knot. "It's rare
ty that contrasted sharply with th
y?" My voice softened. "There's more to you
," he said lightly, but there was something genuine in his tone. "
startled, only to see Delilah standing across the room. Her eyes were locked on me, her gaze calculat
body, I felt a presence behind me, and then Alexande
tone and continued, "Eva," "you h
changed again, and the crowd grew as more people arrived. Alexa
od still. By that, what did he mean? Wh
than ever. Although I had only recently entered this setting, I alr
time I had to decide as Delilah's eyes loc
omething was