At the party, Stephanie stood at a corner staring at the entrance. Despite the way all the men stare at her with admiration filled gazes, she did not spare any of them a glance, she just stood there with a glass of sparkling wine in her hand staring at the entrance.
The way she stares so keenly at the faces of those entering and going out of the large hall shows that she was searching for someone. A familiar face. The face of the man she has loved since childhood.
"You have been staring at the entrance since you stepped foot into the hall, are you searching for someone?" Clifford who just walked up to Stephanie asked as he stares at her unhappy expression. He could tell that something was bothering her.
"I am searching for no one. I am just wondering why Vicky hasn't taken action when she has arrived about an hour ago. Do you think she is tired of always picking a fight with me?" Stephanie quickly changed the subject of their conversation.