ARIA POV“Smile, Aria.” My dad said quietly. The warning in his made my spine stiffen. I've heard that tone my entire life.Around us were ballroom decorations, the hall and lounge were filled with wealthy guests, expensive champagne, and fake laughter.Everyone looked happy.It was the perfect ball party. But standing beside my father, forced to greet people I barely knew, made me feel like a decoration placed beside him.My smile stayed on my lips, but my fingers kept tightening around the champagne glass.I found myself staring at the ballroom doors again… wondering how long before I could leave. I kept the smile on my face anyway. Years of practice made it easy.“Mr Bennett, your daughter is stunning tonight,” one of his business partners said his eyes lingering a beat too long.“Pervert,” I muttured under my breath. “Thank you,” my father replied grinning, resting his firm hand on my shoulder. “Aria understands how important these events are, and she makes sure to dress her be
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