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95-Sofia Damascus

Author: Daisy_bell
last update publish date: 2026-06-02 20:53:41

[ IRIS POV ]

The soft murmurs of the elite crowd dwindled to an absolute silence as the elderly man—my grandfather—slowly made his way toward the center stage. He leaned heavily on his ornate walking stick, but his posture remained as rigid and commanding as an old general's.

He reached the microphone, adjusting his glasses before looking out at the sea of wealthy guests.

"I want to thank you all for being here tonight," his deep, weathered voice echoed through the massive ballroom speakers. "T
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