Jessica wanted to make a good impression. This would be the first time she would be meeting Jonathan’s father. She was worried that he wouldn’t approve.
She was not from the same social circle as Jonathan and was a little intimidated by some of the friends she had already met.
They had been friendly enough, but she was sure she had noticed a look of condescension when they spoke to her. She wasn’t sure what sort of a reception to expect tonight.
She bit her lip, anxious with nerves, as they walked into the grand hall.
She took a deep breath and walked towards Jonathan’s father, the Duke.
About This Story
The above story is part of a collection of short fiction pieces that I have collated and published into a paperback book.
