Amelia's head throbbed, irritated by the strings of lightning outside. She was about to text Ruby that she felt sick and would leave early when a pair of high-heeled shoes entered her view, one before the other. "Wow, I didn't expect you to have the guts to come."
She looked up and saw Curtis and Roy, two of Daniel Cooper's lackeys, each holding an umbrella, dressed in evening gowns and adorned with glimmering necklaces, bracelets, and earrings... it all looked rather tacky.
Barely had Curtis finished speaking when Roy chimed in, "Seriously, you have some nerve. Why are you standing outside, though, not going in?"
Curtis covered his mouth as he laughed, "She must be waiting for her sugar daddy to personally escort her inside."
"My god, these mistresses nowadays are bold enough to infiltrate a party like this, huh?"
Amelia stood not far from the entrance, with people coming and going. She didn't want to engage with them, but they were becoming obnoxious.
