Pretty Little Liars 6 Killer - Comments on

door.
When she and Mike walked into the main ballroom, Hanna’s jaw dropped even farther. The party’s
theme
was Palace of Versailles, and the Radley lobby was draped with silk tapestries and filled with crystal
chandeliers,
gold-framed paintings, and ornate chaises. There was a huge fresco of some mythological scene on
the far wall, and Hanna could see a Hall of Mirrors at the back, just like in the real Versailles outside
Paris.
To her right was a throne room, complete with a tall, royal chair with a burgundy velvet cushion. A
bunch of
guests were gathered near the bar and standing in clumps near the tables. A complete orchestra was set
up
at the back, and off to the left were the lobby desk, the elevators, and a discreet sign to the spa and the
bathrooms.
“Wow.” Hanna sighed. This was her kind of hotel.
“Yeah, it’s okay,” Mike said, stifling a yawn.
Mike was dressed in a sleek black tux. He had his dark hair slicked off his face, showing off his prominent
cheekbones. Whenever Hanna looked at him, her arms and legs felt noodly. Even more bizarrely, she
kept
getting vague twinges of sadness. It wasn’t the way a winner was supposed to feel.
A caterer in a white suit swept past. “I’m going to get a drink,” Hanna said airily, banishing the
melancholy
feelings from her head. She walked over to the bar and stood in line behind Mr. and Mrs. Kahn, who
were
whispering excitedly about which art on display they wanted to buy. Then a shock of blond hair across
the
room caught Hanna’s attention. It was Mrs. DiLaurentis, deep in conversation with a silver-haired man in
a
tuxedo. The man swept his arms around, pointing out the balcony, the fluted columns, the chandeliers,
the