Chapter 93.
Clara’s POV.
The car pulled up to the venue, and my breath caught before I even stepped out.
The building was breathtaking. Grand arches framed the entrance, glowing softly with golden lights that reflected off the polished marble floor. The tall, elegant doors opened into a hall that sparkled with crystal chandeliers hanging like frozen stars, their light scattering across the white-gilded walls and the marble-tiled floor. It was a vision of sophistication, a scene I’d only ever dreamed of attending.
The driver stepped out, holding the door open for me, and I hesitated for the briefest moment, taking in the grandeur before stepping onto the red carpet.
The moment I did, heads turned. Conversations paused mid-sentence, and flashes of cameras began to pop. A woman to my r
