The grand hall felt suffocating. Although the party was a triumph by anyone's standards, with laughter and music filling the space, I was desperate to escape.
I tried as much as possible to keep up a fake smile plastered on my face throughout the evening, but as time went on, things were proving to be quite difficult.
I carefully maneuvered through the crowd, my gaze fixed on the far end of the room, avoiding Bruno's piercing stare whenever I caught it out of the corner of my eye.
The guests were a mix of influential politicians, business magnates, and high-society elites, all clamoring for the Alfonzo family's attention.
Their glittering jewels and custom-made gowns sparkled under the chandeliers, creating a kaleidoscope of colors that made the atmosphere almost surreal.
I kept on a polite smile as I greeted familiar faces. A prominent real estate mogul stopped me mid-step, his silver hair gleaming under the golden lights.
