Natasha's POV

Cassandra seems like a really nice woman unlike every other person I’ve made contact with all day at the party, she’s the only one who’s truly paid any form of attention to me all day and I’m really grateful for that.

Cassandra and I stand on the balcony, overlooking the vibrant party below through the door we walked in. The balcony is adorned with intricate ironwork and has a breathtaking view of the moonlit garden. Soft music floats through the air, adding to the enchanting atmosphere.

I hold a glass of wine in my hand, savoring its rich aroma, and Cassandra also have a close looking glass in her hand.

Cassandra said smiling brightly at me “Natasha, you look absolutely stunning tonight. That dress suits you perfectly.”

With a grateful smile I reply “Thank you, Cassandra. You also have such impeccable taste. Your sense of style is enviable.”

She is blushing so hard her cheeks have turn red “Oh, stop it. You're too kind. But really, you exude elegance and grace. It's no wonder all ey