A Night of Secrets and Shock I

The place was majestic. The chandeliers above sparkled like tiny stars, the floors gleamed under the soft golden light, and the air smelled like luxury, expensive perfume and something undeniably rich.

I didn’t fit in here.

Jason suddenly leaned in. “Could you wait for me here for a second? I’ll be right back.”

Before I could even protest, he was gone.

I stood there, frozen, completely out of place.

My hands fidgeted against the silk of my dress as I scanned the room.

Everyone here looked like they belonged—confident, elegant.

And then, my nerves got the best of me, and I almost tripped over a passing waiter carrying a tray of champagne.

"Oh my God! I gasped, barely catching myself.

The waiter just smiled politely and moved on, but I was dying inside.

I needed to calm down.

As I glanced around, my heart stopped when I noticed a few familiar faces from school. A small group of girls stood near the bar, whispering and laughing. And then—Jenna.