LUSTBORN
Joyce Benjaminhe stares into my eyes deeply
“We’ll come.”
Clara’s smile widened genuine on the surface, genuine underneath.
“Perfect,” she said. “You'll receive the details soon.” She turned to leave, heels clicking softly against stone.
And just like that, a soft ping echoed from Fallon's phone, Fallon glanced at her phone, and a notification popped up: a digital invitation from Clara Veyne;
“You are cordially invited to my exclusive birthday celebration at my father’s villa. Theme: Velvet & Gold. Your presence will be noted, of course.”
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