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... den lights, a sea of black suits and glittering gowns. Laughter rippled through the air like a soft current, polished and practiced, the kind that lived in events like this.
Val smiled as another glass clinked near her ear. She’d been shaking hands for the past twenty minutes, each smile more mechanical than the last.
"Ah, if it isn’t the young Miss Moreau, it’s so good to see you again," a tall man greeted, extending his hand.
Mr. Collins looked to be in his early sixtie ...
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