Harley's POV
"Remember my instructions: don't look the guests in the eyes, and you can't refuse their requests no matter what," she said when we were at the entrance door.
We were both holding a tray of desserts I had never seen before. Their aroma was mouthwatering, and they looked very delicious. I had to avoid looking at them to fight the temptation to eat one.
"Let's go," she said after quickly checking my waitress outfit.
When we walked in, I felt nervous and very amazed by how the hall was decorated. The guests were dressed in the most beautiful dresses, gowns, and suits. I felt so out of place and a little scared, even when they weren't looking at me.
"Keep calm and just walk around," I said to myself silently.
"Hey," a man behind me called softly.
I quickly turned and faced
