Chapter 21 A Chance Encounter

Eleanor's heels clicked against the marble floor as she entered the grand ballroom. She had no idea why she was here in the first place. It all seemed foreign. The partying and all. The whole house was set in party style. Who had thrown a ball since Cinderella's glass slipper went missing and was found? It reminded her of highschool prom night. She never understood the ethics of the rich. The lavish party was in full swing, with champagne glasses clinking and laughter echoing through the air. The women were fewer compared to the men and they all seemed to be laughing in very high pitched tones. She looked through the room, searching for a familiar face amidst the sea of strangers. These people seemed way older. Only a few toung faces were in the room. And she didn't feel like speaking to anyone in particular. Her father had told her to go ahead, that he would join her later. She knew that in itself was suspicious but she didn't have the strength to argue. She wondered how much longer