Anastasia came out of the guest room thinking that Uncle Marlo has already left. On the red velvet carpet, her gown was spread from behind. She was walking through the veranda with her slow yet heavy steps. She was wearing some high heels which was kept in the guestroom. Her face was nervous yet eye-catching for everyone. She felt a little uncomfortable and started rubbing her elbow with her hand as the people around her were glancing at her with a unique glimpse. She was afraid that anybody could guess that she was the same servant who was serving drinks to the guest just a while ago. “Why all lights are dim...” when she came to the stairs, her eyes went to the hall where the lights were off. Only a few lights were gleaming under which couples are dancing with each other. She glowed j