IN THE LIGHT OF FORTUNE
Claire woke to sunlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows and, for a confused moment, didn't remember where she was. The silk sheets, the soft mattress, the faint scent of expensive lavender - none of it belonged to her cramped apartment. Then it all came rushing back: the gala, the dancing, Caroline's cold assessment, Vanessa's unexpected kindness.
And the way Damian had looked at her when they danced, like she was the only person in the room.
Her phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand. She grabbed it, squinting at the screen through sleep-blurred eyes.
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