Paula simply ignored their gossip as she continued to enjoy the taste of the wine in her hand, her eyes scanning the room again, feeling rather uncomfortable being there. Len, on the other hand, watched her from a safe distance, still refusing to believe that was really her and that she was really there. He knew it was Paula, but at the same time, she didn't feel like Paula. There was something about her that had changed drastically, but six years is more than enough to cause a significant change in anyone.
At that moment, he knew he needed to talk to her, resolve any differences between them, and finally show how sorry he was. But that felt almost impossible due to the fact that she wasn't even willing to talk about it.
"What is this wench doing here?" a voice said from nowhere as everyone immediately fell silent and focused their attention towards the direction of the voice.
