|Carmella|
The afternoon sun glimmered over Grimshire Lake, casting a warm, golden hue across the water. I stood on the balcony of the convention hall where the upcoming party would be held, staring at the majestic view in front of me. The lake stretched out like a serene mirror, reflecting the sky and trees along the shore. A soft breeze stirred the air, carrying the scent of pine and fresh water. It was the kind of view that could make you forget, even if just for a moment, the burdens of the world.
The convention hall was impressive, no doubt. Stone walls, grand windows, and a view that would make anyone feel like they’d stepped into some peaceful dream. This was where I would be hosting the grand birthday party for myself—or rather, for Camilla—and Theodore’s seventh wedding annivers
