The director’s daughter.
Tall, elegant, and perfectly dressed.
Her hand rested possessively on Adrian’s arm.
Every few minutes, someone congratulated him on his promotion.
And every time, Adrian looked more pleased with himself.
He had no idea his entire life was about to collapse.
On the second floor balcony overlooking the ballroom, I watched everything.
The transformation team had worked miracles.
The Paris gown flowed around me like liquid silver.
The diamond necklace around my neck caught the light like captured stars.
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