
The soft glow of room lights reflected against the mirror as Anya stood in front of it, adjusting the delicate folds of her outfit for what felt like the hundredth time. The room around her was filled with faint chatter, the distant sounds of preparation echoing through the luxurious resort, but her mindโฆ her mind was somewhere else entirely.
Not here. Not tonight. Not at the cocktail party.



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