Chapter Eight

“Here we are,” he said. “I want you to have a memorable evening.” Mercedes halted in front

The limo halted in front of the canopied door of a luxury hotel where lights blazed. Eduardo parked the car in front of it. He got out of the car and went around to open Lisa's door. She stepped out, feeling a bit self-conscious.

"Are you ready for this?" Eduardo asked, taking her hand in his.

"I don't know," she replied nervously.

"Don't worry about any impression, I would be right there with you" he said smiling.

Lisa nodded, she inhaled deeply.

They entered the large ballroom, where a waltz played and couples danced.

From the first moment in the door, Matt greeted people and introduced her to too many to recall. Majority of them gave her a side eye and reluctant to talk to her, she didn't know if Eduardo noticed, refusing to bother him she ignored it.

She turned her attention to a couple sharing a dance at the corner of the ballroom. She always wanted to do that, a childhood dream of hers