Julie's POV:
As I approached the stairs I could already hear voices coming from downstairs. Even though this house is quite large, the large open spaces of the main living area below seem to allow the sounds to travel. I guess not enough walls to stop the sound. Hearing them was causing me to feel nervous. I was scared that I would make a fool of myself, say the wrong thing, not say anything at all when I should have. Thoughts of spilling the wine or champagne on someone kept creeping up into my mind.
Coming to the stairs brought more fears into my head. All I could think about was tripping over my own feet and falling to my doom onto the marble floor below. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I slowly exhaled. I grabbed the railing and started my descend down to the main staircas
