Chapter 15

• Aleen POV::
• "You look different this morning, Aleen." My mother observes, narrowing her eyes at me from across the table where we are all gathered for brunch in the main foyer of the mansion. When I say all, I mean everybody. Apparently, most of the guests from yesterday's wedding are still around, people I did not bother remembering their names or faces. Except for one.
• The guy I danced with last night before Stephane came to yank us apart. I still didn't know his name but his face is hard to forget. He looks even more handsome in broad daylight. He has an innocent looking kind of handsomeness that makes him look almost boyish. He is seated four seats ahead of me on the opposite row and our eyes have met thrice now, the first time, he smiled at me, I couldn't return it.