Perhaps their introduction was fate.
Whispering in the shadows, they disappeared from a scenery of contemporaneous affairs, its luxurious festive splendour and low mumbles of conversations underneath the dimly-lit chandeliers.
They had momentarily left an evening of overflowing champagne and whiskey, nourishingly sipped from crystal glasses, that adorned a rare antique dining table.
Words were exchanged delightfully. Again, when their eyes met with sealed lips and in the depths of silence, they both experienced a forbidden sense of intense emotions, which crystallised into physical reality.
Fully dressed, they embraced for the last time and both headed back downstairs to rejoin their bow-tied companions. Startled at the appearance of his wife, she continued downstairs leaving them to speak privately.
To be continued…
As a part of our culture, we take great pleasure in celebrating with our associates, family or friends, which is one of the many zests for life.