My silver stilettos strutted on the polished marble of the Langford's grand ballroom, producing seductive clicks that echoed through the air. I exuded confidence, my regal posture commanding attention, and a mischievous smile dancing upon my lips.
As the spotlight continued to bathe me, my eyes scurried every corner of the room intensively, desperately seeking the alluring angel I had glimpsed mere moments ago.
Now on equal footing with the other guests, it's difficult locating him because of the numerous guests, but my determination of finding him burned brighter than this worthless hindrance. There is no way a man I just set my eyes on merely a few moments from now would disappear into thin air.
"Penelope, dear..." Father's voice enveloped me as he suddenly stood before me. He wore a beautiful smile that vanished almost immediately after he saw my expression. "You look lost. What are you searching for?"