Chapter 34

• Ariana's POV
• I walked beside Dylan into the building as his name was announced that he had arrived, eyes turned towards the door, gosh, they even had to announce his arrival, I felt so self conscious as we were led to the seat reserved for him, I sat in a huff and took a deep breath as I tested my wobbling legs, thank God I didn't insist on wearing those heels, the way my legs are shaky, I would have fallen straight on my face and further disgraced myself, "relax, they don't bite anyone in here" Dylan's tone was filled with amusement and I rolled my eyes, he just wouldn't get it, my eyes took I'm the decor if the big room, the high chandeliers and marbled floor, soft music were playing and there are waiters and waitresses all up and doing, just as soon as we were seated, Dylan was approached and asked what brand of wine he would like to have, the women were all dressed in different kind of beautiful gowns, like those shown in operas,I almost smiled broadly when I realized that I was not left out in wearing n expensive dress and it was all thanks to Dylan but even with the dress, I still felt that I was not cut out for stuff like this,I shook my head at the things rich people do with money. I stared at Dylan when the waiter came with a bottle of red wine and filled both our glasses, was it okay for me to tell them that I do not want to drink any wine? The one I drank earlier was awful, I wonder what's in it that the rich enjoy taking it, I was giving Dylan a sign that I'm not gonna taste any such drink again but either he had chosen to ignore me or he honestly didn't see me trying to catch his eyes, I'll bet my last dime that the former was the case.
• "Dylan Sabastine, it's been a while, you look good" oh jeez, now the mingling was about to start, I thought as a voice said from behind me, I heard footsteps just a second before a man with a woman on his arm came within the range of my view, while the man and Dylan shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, I caught the woman's gaze accessing me, her gaze ran from my head to my foot, probably checking out my dressing, she must be impressed by my dress and couldn't contain her curiosity because she asked, "I love your dress, what's the name of the designer"