Chapter 25 Declaration

• The long-awaited birthday finally arrived.
• The grand ballroom of the Blackwood mansion was filled with excitement as elegantly dressed guests awaited the evening’s festivities. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in a warm glow, reflecting off the polished marble floors. Gold-leafed mirrors adorned the walls, creating a dazzling display that seemed to extend the celebration infinitely.
• Damian stood at the center of the room, surrounded by a sea of colorful gowns, his black tailored tuxedo standing out. His eyes kept glancing at the large grandfather clock in the corner, its ornate hands inching closer to midnight.