CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

The venue was beautiful and exorbitant. A golden chandelier was hanging high above the ceiling. People inside looked as radiant as the place itself. It had three open floors arranged like side balconies, in which other guests were chatting over drinks.

Bruno led them to a big well-decorated round table, where they all settled. Sooner he excused himself for a minute for an untold reason.

Gena busied herself with her phone, and Claire was getting familiar with the party by wandering her gaze around.

That's when she spotted someone, who as always, managed to take her breath away. He was dressed casually in cream cropped pants and aqua marine stylish coat; the shirt beneath was half buttoned. She could clearly see it even from a distance.

"Ryan." The name slipped out of her lips in a sweet whisper, her heart beating fast.

Ryan was smiling forcefully at some couple while sipping the drink he was holding, his free hand dug into his pants' pocket. Indeed he was breathtakingly handsome, and