ELENA

The preparations looked chaotic, from the massive number of people in white and black uniforms clearing, cleaning and working to the food being made. I noticed that everyone and thing was busy, except me.

So I stood in the far corner, leaning on the wall as I played with the ends of my hair like a neglected child while I watched everything. Then I heard a voice, startling me.

“Miss Elena” she called out.

“Yeah..” I answered, turning to look at her

“Mr Julian asked that I ...