SELVAGGIA
“You have incredible taste, Elizabeth. I love them.”
“Feel free to browse through them, ma’am. The private dressing room is right through those curtains,” she said, pointing to the back of the salon. Then, she paused, her eyes softening with a mix of awe and deep caution. “And... if I may, congratulations on your marriage, Mrs. Romano.”
I forced another smile. “Thank you, Elizabeth. And please, you can call me Scarlet.”
Elizabeth chuckled nervously, her eyes darting instinctively to the bulky blonde guard standing by the door like a gargoyle, before she looked back at me.
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