"Daniella, you look lovely tonight." One of her mom's friends commented when she accidentally bumped into her as she walked towards the bar. She was not usually clumsy like this, but she was not particularly enthusiastic to be part of this celebration.
"You look lovely yourself." She said politely as she excused herself and continued to walk forward.
She still regretted ending up at this party. Every time her father asked something from her and she refused, he would send her mother to do his bidding. Then, she would have no choice but to do what he wished. It was a cycle that never ended.
She examined the luxurious reception hall, with its extravagant decorations. She could see that nothing was spared to make this one of the most grandiose events of the year. Trust her dad to organize this fundraising. The media circus and the paparazzi would surely be celebrating tonight.
