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... eflecting my footsteps. My fingers gripped the strap of my bag, the golden VIP ticket resting inside like a well-kept secret. I could hear faint whispers of far-off discussion, interrupted only by the faint sound of a piano from somewhere behind a closed door. Everything about this place screamed wealth and calm control—everything except my racing heart.
Auction. Cameras. Adrien and his curt instructions. The weight of it all began to feel a bit much but I forced myself to breathe normal ...
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