The woman, her silver hair neatly pinned back, was an enigma in her own right. Clad in a simple but elegant outfit, she exuded a quiet dignity. Her presence contrasted sharply with the air of entitlement displayed by some of the other guests. She remained poised, her eyes scanning the horizon through the large windows as if she were in on a secret that the others were not.
Several bystanders began to murmur among themselves, casting curious and judgmental glances toward her. Some speculated she was lost, while others suggested she might be someone’s guest who had wandered off. The whispers grew louder, and the tension was palpable.
