CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

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Samantha was nervous walking down, she knew the ball was in full swing, she could hear voices and she saw from her window the cars and people who trouped is dressed elegantly. She looks at herself in the mirror and wonders if she was not overdressed.

It was a simple red gown, but beautiful nonetheless. He didn’t see it and yet he paid for it. She wasn’t used to getting expensive gifts from anyone, well..she never liked to feel indebted to anyone, so she never received them. But he said this was a present, no strings attached.

She sighs, he was obviously waiting for her downstairs and she wonders if she should go or keep stalling. She looks at her dress again, she hopes he likes it. Then she makes up her mind, leaves her room and takes the staircase, one at a time.