Watching Her Cry
Richmond seemingly unaffected by the attention he garnered, but Anne was a different matter. Her blue eyes were going around the place, taking in every face, every details of the event. Anxiety was creeping in.
The eyes of the attendees followed them with a mixture of curiosity and admiration. It was as if time paused, and the focus shifted to this captivating couple.
The grand ballroom, however, held more than just an aesthetic allure. As Anne's eyes explored the venue, they encountered a poignant display showcasing stories of triumph and courage. Photographs of resilient children, their eyes reflecting strength and hope, adorned the walls. Each image told a tale of resilience, a reminder of the purpose behind the elegant gathering.
The chairwoman of the foundation, a middle-aged woman with an air of grace and authority, stood at the podium, delivering the closing remarks.
