You’re my dream come true…

Laura

The moment we stepped into the hall, I felt like I'd walked straight into a dream. The grand hall was illuminated by warm golden lights, casting a soft glow over the polished marble floors and high arched ceilings. Crystal chandeliers hung elegantly above, their prisms scattering little specks of rainbow light across the room. The faint hum of classical music played from a string quartet tucked into the far corner, and the faint scent of expensive cologne and floral arrangements hung in the air. 

Art pieces, paintings, sculptures, intricate jewelry designs were displayed on elegant pedestals and along the velvet-draped walls. Each piece had a little spotlight, making it feel like a treasure waiting to be discovered. Servers in crisp black-and-white uniforms moved gracefully through the crowd, offering trays of sparkling champagne and delicate hors d'oeuvres. 

"Oh my God, Jake," I whispered, clutching his arm. "This place is stunning."