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... air, glasses clinked, and camera flashes lit the hall in bursts of gold.
Val sat at one of the round tables near the center, her posture straight, her smile soft but measured. She’d been doing this for hours — still shaking hands, exchanging pleasantries, and maintaining that calm, effortless grace everyone expected from Celestia Valentina Moreau.
Across the hall, Avery Brooke Prescott was eating it up. She glided between tables like she owned the place, one hand linked around Ch ...
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