Caught on the Balcony

POV: First Person.

I shrank back into the thick shadows of the potted palm. I raised both hands, clamping them tightly over my mouth to muffle a terrified gasp. Through the gaps in the broad green fronds, I watched the scene unfold on the adjoining terrace. The heavy bass of the party inside vibrated faintly through the floorboards, a jarring contrast to the tense atmosphere out here in the dark.