Ella glanced around the room, puzzled. Lately, she had been feeling a persistent sense of being watched.
Every time she left the villa and appeared in public, it seemed as though someone in the shadows was silently observing her. Occasionally, she would sense the gaze, but she could never pinpoint where it was coming from.
Eric had finished his speech, snapping Ella out of her thoughts. He handed her the microphone with a playful smile. "Your turn, darling. Say a few words and confess your love for me."
Ella felt a slight warmth rise to her ears. She wasn't one to shy away easily, but standing before so many distinguished guests, friends, and family, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered.