Chapter 90: Deja Vu, Part 1

Chandeliers draped in crystals that glittered like diamonds hung from the ceiling, and soft candlelight flickered over the banquet hall, giving the room an intimate atmosphere. I ran my hand over the royal blue, silk tablecloth. My gold rimmed dinner plate sat empty in front of me, and my Swarovski champagne glass had barely a sip remaining.

The food had been exquisite, and I devoured it, despite the stern looks from my father and Larissa. Too bad I couldn't have seconds - I'd make them disappear, too. The prime rib had been so tender I hadn't needed a knife to slice through it, and the seasoned rice was cooked to perfection.

The woman who stood at the front of the room continued to drone on about the local children's hospital and how "your donations can save lives." I wasn't listening as intently as I probably should be, but I also didn't have money to donate, so I wasn't really her target audience. I was only here because I'd made a deal with Dad and Larissa.