The moment Ava stepped into the ballroom, she knew she'd underestimated Mei's ability to throw a party.
This wasn't just any matchmaking gala—it was a full-blown romantic circus.
Thousands of fairy lights crisscrossed the ceiling, casting a golden glow over the elegantly dressed guests. Tables were adorned with elaborate floral centerpieces that looked like they belonged in a royal wedding, each paired with discreet fortune cookies containing cryptic love advice. A string quartet played softly in the corner, their serene melodies clashing with the frantic energy of over-eager singles who were already speed-dating without supervision.
"This looks... suspiciously peaceful," Ava muttered as she walked in, scanning the room with a practiced eye.
