CHAPTER 30 TRUST

GREYSON’S POV I arrived at the gala three hours late, purely on purpose. I had to give myself some time to breathe peacefully before being attacked by the swarm of poisonous insects who referred to themselves as people. As expected, they didn't even let me have a minute to myself before they proceeded to attack me from every angle they could. I would've just come an hour before the entire thing ended, but I decided against it when I remembered how hard she worked to put this together. I'll also admit that it would have been a bonus if I could see her in all her glory tonight, but because of those darn pests flocking around me, I couldn't even peacefully look for her in the crowd so that I could admire her from afar. I eventually got to see her, but I wasn't as expectant as when I saw her talking to Michael Sterling, a lousy and notorious womanizer from London. I first wondered who was inviting him before I tried to understand why she was even talking to him. She must've been