And suddenly, the chandeliers didn’t look warm anymore.
The gold didn’t shine the same way.
The laughter that had filled the room just minutes earlier felt distant, hollow, almost shameful.
The ballroom, for all its beauty—
looked guilty.
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And suddenly, the chandeliers didn’t look warm anymore.
The gold didn’t shine the same way.
The laughter that had filled the room just minutes earlier felt distant, hollow, almost shameful.
The ballroom, for all its beauty—
looked guilty.
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