Love and Other Champagne Problems by Sarah Sutton EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Sarah Sutton
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It’d d been a long time since I’d had to attend a fundraiser at the
Alderton-Du Ponte Country Club, and I’d forgotten how hellish they
were.
The corner I stood in was a comfortable distance from the hors
d’oeuvres table while not being too close to the rest of the partygoers. The
strict black-tie dress code ensured that everyone surrounding me dressed to
impress, showcasing their expensive jewelry for the evening. Diamonds
glittered on necks and wrists as each country club attendee attempted to
make another jealous with their various karat sizes.
My, what a beautiful bracelet!
That necklace is to die for!
Let me get a closer look at those earrings!
Perhaps I should’ve made a drinking game of it all—with each empty,
false compliment, I’d take a sip of my champagne. Not that I’d stopped
sipping it anyway.
While I attended college in New York, it’d been easy to forget the
suffocation that was the Alderton-Du Ponte Country Club. It had been easy
to let the posh high society of Addison disappear like morning dew in the
back of my mind. Now, I felt sticky with it, covered in the inescapable
condensation of condescension.
I’d forgotten how small these walls made me feel, like they could
swallow me whole without flinching. And they would.
The corner I stood in was a vacant one. Tucked near the windows that
overlooked the now dark golf course, it held nothing but shadows and a
young woman dressed in a navy blue, custom-made Gilfman suit.
No one
wandered close, aside from the revolving waiter that kept me well-stocked
with champagne flutes, but even he was faceless. Everyone was. They all
flitted about like little butterflies, tittering on about meaningless drivel. I
wanted nothing more than to clip their wings.
I tipped my head back and gazed at the chandelier, dozens of bulbs and
crystals throwing light around the room in a haphazardly beautiful manner.
It was a lovely thing, yet hardly anyone looked up. Its grandness seemed
small from where I stood, but I knew it must truly be massive up close,
blinding—I found myself wondering how much it weighed.
I pictured it breaking free from the ceiling and plummeting to the
ground.
I pictured it crushing me.
Better yet, crushing every other damned soul in the ballroom. That also
would’ve been acceptable.
I drained the last bit of the champagne, and my empty flute was swiftly
taken by a shadow that stepped in front of me. The worst butterfly of them
all: my mother.
“Margot Massey,” she hissed in a voice that had not even a drop of
patience, though you’d never guess from how perfect her expression was.
Charlotte Massey was a refined woman, not looking a day over forty-five,
though she was pushing sixty.
She’d nearly mastered the art of hiding her
frustrations with me. “How many of these have you had?”
I tried to remember how many times the waiter had walked over. “Four?
Five? It started blurring after three.”
“Are you out of your mind?”
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