“Nati! There you are.” He rushed over to where she was seated on the ground on the BACKSHORE of the Spanish beach, and he joined her. Her stilettos lay there, partly covered by the sand, where she had kicked them off and left them. She appeared to have been there staring out in to the sea for a while. Wearing a long, scarlet gown with a HEMLINE just below her ankles, matching gloves, and her silky, chestnut hair elegantly pulled up, Natalia looked exceptionally beautiful. But by the disheartened expression on her face, he could tell that she didn’t feel as blissful, confident, or glamorous as her appearance should have her feel.
“What are you doing here, Natalia? I was looking for you, and I never found you in the crowd. Claudia told me that she saw you arrive to the banquet, but you quickly left.” Antonio quietly waited for her to respond, but they both sat there in silence, except for her low, muffled weeping. He looked to the ground, studying his designer dress shoes, with wet sand already cohering to the OUTSOLES. Antonio finally questioned, “Nati, I don’t understand. What happened? I thought you were excited to be there with me tonight.” …show more content…
After almost fully gaining her composure and wiping away a few tears that streaked down her face, she finally spoke.
“Antonio, I was! It’s just that when I walked in… As soon as I entered and was surrounded by all those people who are so much richer than me, I felt so out of place. There I was, in a dress fancier than I’d ever touched before in my life, trying to pretend to fit in at an event for one of the most important families in Valencia. I felt terrible that I left you. It was your banquet after all. I’m sorry.” After just a minute, she broke back into tears. Antonio said nothing, but just sat with her, trying to empathize with what she