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I Need To Walk Away

Author: Superb writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-24 01:32:09

(Emily's POV)

The penthouse shone with golden light. Windows from floor to ceiling showed the city skyline in sharp glitter, skyscrapers casting long shadows against glass walls.

Classical music drifted softly from a quartet in a corner, overlapping with the muffled pop of champagne bottles opening.

Everything had a faint scent of expensive leather and rosewater. I stood at the side of a marble bar, one hand curled about a flute of champagne, the other lightly poised at my hip.

My navy dress hugged my body with subdued dignity, the satin cool against my flesh. My hair was loose, a couple of curls indulgently touching the nape of my neck.

David's silver pendant lay warmly at my throat, bedded as if it had been staying there all along. I hadn't taken it off since he'd given it to me that night.

The guest list had been kept small on purpose. Thirty at most. Dressed nicely, well-positioned, all comfortably seated or standing talking politely to each other. This was no wild political circ
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