#Chapter 133: Fireworks

Amber’s POV We followed Roman all the way out to the ballroom before I realized Julian was no longer behind us. Clutching Alice’s hand, I started glancing around, looking for him. I was trying to be subtle at first, not wanting to be rude to Roman, who was trying to talk to me, or to tip off Alice, who seemed distracted by the band and the pretty dresses and the hors d'oeuvres the waiters were carrying around. “You seem distracted, Amber,” Roman said after a moment. “I’m sorry, I just –” I started. Alice finished, “Mommy, where’s Julian?” “Yes,” I told Roman. “I realized we’ve gotten separated. I was looking for him.” “He must be around here somewhere,” Roman said. “Unless you think he might have just left you here?” There wasn’t a chance in hell of that happening. “No,” I said. Roman hummed as he joined us in glancing around. “I know,” he said. “Let’s go out to the balcony. It looks over the courtyard. Perhaps we’ll have a better view from there. If he’s down in the co