Maria: Isabelle does not do quiet events. I should have known that before we even got here, but the moment the car turns into the driveway, it becomes obvious. Lights everywhere. Not harsh, not loud, just… intentional. The kind that makes everything look softer and more expensive than it probably already is. “Your almost-sister-in-law is doing a lot,” Lily says beside me, leaning closer to the window like she’s trying to inspect the entire setup. “She’s not my—” I start, then stop because I don’t even know how to finish that sentence anymore. Lily turns slowly, smiling like she caught something. “Go on.” I adjust the fabric of my dress instead. “She likes attention.” “She likes impact,” Lily corrects. “This is impact.” I glance at her. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “I enjoy free luxury.” That makes me laugh, and just like that, something in my chest loosens. For a second, it feels like we’re just… here. Not performing. Not thinking too hard. Just arriving. The moment
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