The Sunlit Promise
The party was everything Isabella had been told it would be and nothing she had expected. Chandeliers cast prismatic light across a ballroom filled with silk and champagne. A jazz band played in the corner, the saxophone weaving through the crowd like smoke. Everyone was laughing, drinking, pretending that the war across the ocean did not exist. Isabella Morrison stood near the terrace doors in...
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