As she was walking majestically towards the table, she could feel their eyes on her. It was as if she was walking towards her throne. The red silk of her gown rippled with every confident step she took, her stilettos clicking against the floor like a countdown.

She got to the table and looked back at Desmond and Tricia. Their eyes were on her as if she were about to steal something.

Just as she was about to sit down, an older-looking waitress yelled from nowhere, "Don't you dare sit down there," alerting other guests. All eyes turned to her. It was as if she was about to commit a...