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... . Bodies moved on the dance floor. Laughter and conversation swirled around us in waves.
I pressed closer to Elara’s side. My fingers tugged at the hem of my altered dress. Too short. Definitely too short. What had I been thinking?
"Stop fidgeting," Elara hissed in my ear. "You look incredible. Own it."
Easy for her to say. She was born confident. I was born apologizing for taking up space.
We pushed through the crowd. Elara’s hand gripped mine, guiding me toward ...
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