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Sienna’s POV

The second we stepped into the gala, I regretted everything.

The room was massive, glowing with the soft, golden light of chandeliers dripping from the ceiling like frozen sunlight. The polished marble floor reflected everything—the gleaming crystal glasses, the sweeping gowns, the glittering jewelry, the hungry, curious gazes. It was like stepping into a world that didn’t belong to m