"Who's Isabella?"
Natalie's eyes wandered through the summer garden in a bit of a daze, she was walking alongside Alonso's father who had Anna perched on his arm. Her mind was all over the place, trying to make sense of the unusual warm behavior from him since it was way out of character, she was too shocked to come up with a coherent answer.
Anna suddenly gasped, "Natalie! Do you see that?"
"...Oh, yes! You were invited to a party after all~"
Alonso went all out setting up the tea party in the backyard. The big stone table had a fancy red velvet lace and the chairs in the garden had red cushions to match. The table was decked with spring flowers, and the white and blue teacups and saucers were a dream for any girl. Plus, there were these colorful mini cakes and club sandwiches that probably looked as good as they tasted. It was like a feast for the eyes and the stomach.