The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The air inside the Grand Hotel’s ballroom was thick, a tangible weight that pressed against your skin, smelling of stale champagne, expensive perfume, and the damp wool of overcoats that had been worn too long into the autumn chill. You stood near the edge of the floor, holding a glass of sparkling water that had long since lost its fizz, watching the light from the crystal chandeliers fracture...

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