JUNE THIRD
The grand painting gallery museum immediately fascinated me, and my wide, curious eyes scanned the opulent surroundings. Everything was bathed in soft, golden light that felt both enchanting and intimidating. Yes, my dress was elegant, befitting such an occasion, like every woman in attendance, but I was unsure if I was fitting for the event. Even in the arms of a confident man like Duncan, my inexperience in attending such social gatherings might show in my hesitant movements.
The walls and every angle were occupied with larger-than-life paintings framed in ornate gold. Esteemed guests, their hushed conversations creating a delicate hum, strolled on plush crimson carpets beneath gigantic chandeliers.
"Wow!"
I was looking around when my eyes met Duncan, smiling at me. Of co
