Alessia stood in one of the hired out rooms in the Ritz, staring at her reflection in the full length mirror. Downstairs she could hear the classical music begin to play as more guest entered the ballroom. Alessia leaned forward, patting concealer under her eyes. These past few days she had gotten barely any sleep - For thousands of reasons. One, because Violet’s sleeping pattern was a nightmare. And another main reason was because of Jason. The man she was in love with. Everything was going so well for them. Jason brought a new home, Alessia was finally letting herself get close to somebody to have it all ripped away in seconds. 

As she fitted on her mask, she heard a knock at the door. “Cecelia wants you downstairs.” One of the waiters shyly spoke. Alessia took a deep breath to brace herself. What if Jason was here already? She hadn’t spoken to him since that night he told her about Amelia being pregnant. Had he slept with her? No, he promised her he didn’t. But how else were babies made? She stood at the top of the stairs, watching people hand their invitations to the bouncers and pile into the main room. Cecelia really had done a brilliant job organising this. But even if it was for a charity, Alessia also knew it was sort of a good bye party. Another reason she lost sleep. Trying to shake the thoughts from her head, she walked down the stairs and slipped through the crowds of masked people, into the ballroom.