As the crowd continued to revel in the festivities, Oliver knew he couldn’t let this go on any longer. He took a deep breath and gently touched Anna’s arm, pulling her away from the celebrations to a quiet corner. “Anna, we really need to talk,” he said, his voice carrying an urgency that was impossible to ignore.
Anna looked at him, her eyes wide and attentive, her laughter from moments ago now replaced with a serious expression. “What’s going on, Oliver?”, she asked.