Serenaded

Wendy couldn’t contain her indignation any longer. ‘I can’t believe I helped her lug those suitcases,’ she spat, feeling used and deceived. Callie placed a comforting hand on Wendy’s shoulder. ‘We didn’t know what kind of person she was when we offered to help. Now we do. Let’s just focus on having a good time tonight at the party,’ she said, trying to lift Wendy’s spirits. Outside, the sun had set, and the night was alive with excitement and anticipation. The training ground had been transformed into a festive gathering, with soldiers and cadets mingling, laughing, and dancing around a bonfire, whose crackling flames cast a warm glow over the crowd. Callie and Wendy arrived right on time, ready to embrace the night’s festivities. As they approached, a group of soldiers offered them non-alcoholic drinks, a gesture of hospitality. Wendy nudged Callie. ‘Look.’ Callie followed Wendy’s line of sight and saw Angelia in the distance, surrounded by a group of soldiers. Her presence commanded