Chapter 78

DAHLIA

“Wow!”

I thought Adrian said it was a small party. He must have said that only because he didn’t want Loren there. I’ve never been to an event this big before. It makes me nervous.

Thanks to Sebastian by my side. He squeezed my hand when he noticed. The moment we stepped on the red carpet, heads turned. Interviewers asking me to say something about my appearance.

What the heck? Is this the life of the rich? I mean, first I have to dress really fancy to please people I don’t give a shit about, and then I also have to give an explanation to support my choice.

“Can you all not make my date uncomfortable? She’s quite shy.” Sebastian covered for me.

He did that quite too often, even when we entered into the main hall. For a split second, I thought maybe I’d imagined it—but no. Conversations softened, laughter thinned, and a few glasses nearly paused midair. The soft glow from the chandeliers bounced off the sequins of my gown, catching in S