* Penny *A few days after I returned to Magnolia Manor, still adjusting to the silence of the house and the familiar creak of wooden floors that had once echoed with my childhood laughter, an invitation arrived.The envelope was pink, shimmery, and unmistakably Mia. It had her signature sparkle, a dramatic flair only she could pull off without irony. I found it tucked beneath the silver tray of fresh scones and steaming tea that Julianne had sent up to my room that morning. My name was written in glittering cursive on the front, flourished, dramatic, impossible to ignore.Penny D., don't you dare flake.Classic Mia.Inside, the invitation was loud and unapologetic. The print was gold foil, the background a burst of confetti. It screamed celebration. Her birthday bash this year was to be held at a private rooftop bar downtown, Skylight, 14th floor, overlooking the glittering skyline. There'd be a DJ, an open bar, and a theme that only Mia would dare to put in writing:Dress code: Come
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