These cups are quite small, drinking one after another doesn't feel like much at all.
Bella Acker realized a little too late that without noticing, she had already drunk four or five cups, and her head was getting a bit dizzy. Could this be alcohol?
Is there any wine this sweet?
Bella Acker glanced around but couldn't make out anything peculiar. The hall was still bustling with noise, and everyone seemed to know each other, leaving her as the only outsider.
Bella Acker lowered her gaze, no longer observing the people around her, deciding to go out for some fresh air.
She exited through a small side door in the hall to the garden at the back. As she left the warm indoors, a rush of cold air hit her face.
Bella Acker wrapped her coat tighter around herself and sat down on a bench in the garden, not venturing too far, so Damian would still find her when he came out.
