The gathering was held at Core Club, located at 711 Fifth Avenue.
When Cynthia arrived, a waiter personally escorted her inside. Standing before the door, she took a deep breath before pushing it open. "Hey, everyone."
A chorus of voices erupted from inside.
"Cynthia!"
"You finally made it!"
"What took you so long? We've been waiting forever!"
Cynthia smiled. "Traffic."
"Cynthia, we haven't seen you in ages. You haven't changed a bit—still as stunning as ever. What a shame Erica's away on a business trip. If Erica and Vanessa were here, the three of you together would be a sight to behold." A bespectacled man sighed nostalgically.
Listening to them reminisce about her, Erica, and Vanessa, Cynthia felt as though she had stepped into another lifetime.
Back in school, they had lived so boldly, so radiantly, always in the spotlight. But beneath the glamour, their lives had been far more difficult than most.
Whether it was her, Erica, or Vanessa, fate had always toyed with them—leaving the
