The grand ballroom buzzed as Johnny danced with Lulu, forced into cordiality. She pressed close, her perfume suffocating.“I think you should slow down,” he murmured, easing away.Her laugh was sharp. “Relax, Johnny. There’s plenty more night left.”He nodded curtly and moved across the floor, scanning for Minnie. That’s when he saw it—Jeremy and Minnie, locked in confrontation by the table edge. His blood froze.“Remove him,” he whispered into his hidden mic, low but urgent.Before they could move, his father’s voice called Minnie to the stage. Johnny made his way over just in time to catch her eye.He stepped forward, whispered in her ear: “I’m so sorry.”Her reply was soft but decisive: “We’ll talk later.”Then she walked across the stage to a swell of applause. Johnny stayed by the edge, watching her nobly lead, his chest tight with conflicting pride and agony.He turned, searching for her after the speech—but he stayed in place when Lulu reappeared, phone glowing. The old high-sc
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