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the Balmar

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Zack's POV

The air was dressed in perfume and secrets. Everything about the mansion had been transformed to host what they called a celebration. Fresh lilies lined the walls, tall crystal glasses caught the sunlight pouring through the golden windows, and the soft sound of classical music played in the background as if it could soothe the tension clinging to every corner.

I stood near the back of the room, silent in my tailored suit, collar stiff and choking. My hands were folded behind my back. I hadn’t smiled all morning. Not once. The maids kept moving all around, inspecting every inch of the house and killing themselves in the kitchen to satisfy our guests. They did numerous turns in my way, assuring I had all I needed, but I didn’t blink.

This wasn’t a wedding. It was a business transaction. Mr. Holmes stood proudly beside me, his hand occasionally clapping my shoulder, nodding to the few guests, toasting glasses and future profits, I was his oldest son after all. I nodded when I
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