Chapter TWENTY-ONE

  "Achilles! Wake up! How can you sleeping right now!" Diana's hushed voice came through, violently waking Achilles up from his nap. He looked around and noticed that the living room had been beautifully decorated like it always was when there was a big party. The room was filled with guests who were seated on decorated seats in order and everywhere was so quiet. It seemed like they were waiting for someone to come in. The cufflinks on his wrists made him look at himself at that's when he realized that he was putting on a navy blue tuxedo.

  "What the fuck !" He exclaimed in horror as he looked at Diana who was smiling from molar to molar.

  "You have no idea how hard it was to convince you to wear that." Diana explained and he even got more confused.

  He had no idea what was going on. Why were there so many people sitting in an orderly manner in the living room?

  Why was he wearing a tuxedo?

  Why was everywhere so quiet?