Daniel’s Pov

The grand ballroom buzzed with a soft noise. People talked, glasses clinked. Soft music played from a band in the corner. This was a very fancy party, full of people in expensive clothes. Everyone looked polished and important. I stood with Jake near a tall, white stone pillar. I held my drink. Jake, who always found things to joke about, leaned closer to me.

"Look at them, Daniel," he quietly said. His eyes looked over a couple covered in shiny jewelry. "They are like big, ...