David's obliviousness to Alice's growing ire only fueled her anger. Meanwhile, the whispers and murmurs of the surrounding crowd grew louder, their eyes fixed on David with a mix of surprise and envy.
In this room, Alice was the ultimate prize, the crown jewel that every man coveted.
And yet, David seemed utterly indifferent to her presence, his attention still lost in the haze of Betty's unexpected kiss.
The contrast between David's distraction and Alice's fury created a palpable tension, one that the onlookers couldn't help but notice. They exchanged knowing glances, their voices barely above a whisper.
"Did he really just ignore Alice Thompson for...her?" The room's dynamics had shifted in an instant, and Alice's displeasure was only just beginning to simmer.
Betty was just a blip on the party's radar, a nobody in the sea of the elite.
