Charlotte Matthews stood in the midst of the opulent gathering, her dark eyes scanning the room for familiar faces.
The excitement of hosting another extravagant party surged through her veins, and she couldn't help but feel a rush of satisfaction as she watched her guests revel in the lavish atmosphere.
This is so much better than being alone.
As her gaze fell upon Natalie Scatorccio, a genuine grin spread across her lips. It was a delightful surprise to see her attendance, especially given her reputation for keeping a low profile. Charlotte had always been intrigued by the enigmatic Natalie, a curiosity that had grown over time.
Approaching Natalie with a confident stride, Charlotte couldn't help but notice the skepticism in the other girl's eyes. She was well aware of the stark differences in their backgrounds, the chasm that seemed to separate their worlds. Yet, Charlotte was determined to bridge that gap, to offer Natalie a glimpse into her world, if only for one night.
"Am I seeing things or is Natalie fucking Scatorccio actually here?"
Charlotte's words were laced with playful incredulity, her grin widening as she watched Natalie's expression. The genuine surprise in those dark eyes was a sight to behold, and Charlotte found herself drawn to the challenge of unraveling the layers that surrounded the dark aura of Natalie Scatorccio.
Her enthusiasm never wavered as she ushered Natalie and the others inside, her vibrant energy serving as a stark contrast to the uncertainty that Natalie seemed to carry.
Charlotte's conversations were a mix of genuine interest and calculated charm, her interactions designed to make everyone feel welcome and at ease.
When she found herself alone with Natalie, Charlotte's curiosity got the best of her. She leaned in slightly, her voice carrying a conspiratorial tone.
"I still can't believe you came, like you're actually here right now."
"Yeah whatever, do you have any alcohol?"
She couldn't help but chuckle at Natalie's nonchalant response, her own excitement bubbling beneath the surface.
As Natalie's gaze flickered to the kitchen, Charlotte's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Oh! Yeah, in the kitchen, help yourself."
