Chapter 33 The War Begins
- Alessia’s POV
- “Thank you,” I said, as I took the champagne glass from the waiter. I took a sip to hide my nervousness.
- Beams from above danced like splintered diamonds, spreading a forced light throughout the ballroom. Laughter and conversation wafted around me like poisoned honey. It was sweet, yet deceptive, and choking.