*Evangeline's POV*
"Mrs.Del Toro."someone called directly at me. It took me a second or two to realize they were referring to me and too late of a time to give an appropriate reaction so I simply stood still with my mouth agape.
"Where did you go to hide?"the person added,walking closer to me and I turned to face them.
"The photographers frantically searched for you during picture time and you had conveniently disappeared."
I cocked my head to analyse the woman,she was a petite redhead with large curls that somewhere between the drinking and the dancing of the ceremony had gone from a bold fashion statement to an uncultured declaration of insanity.
Something within me said she was out for trouble but the unfortunate thing about being sheltered from this circle is that I didn't know who was who-who was important and who wasn't,who I could be polite to and who I could call security for and not start a war.
