Thomas cornered Mia in the hallway, his smile too eager, his tone almost desperate.“Mia, come with me tonight. There’s this party, I can’t show up alone, you’d be saving me.”Mia folded her arms, already shaking her head. “Thomas, I don’t think that’s a good idea. People will talk.”He leaned in, lowering his voice, almost pleading. ““Please, Mia. It won’t be for long, and I promise to take you home myself immediately after the party.”His persistence wore her down, and against her better judgment, Mia relented with a soft sigh. “Fine. You win.”Thomas’s grin widened in triumph, but Mia’s heart was heavy. All she wanted was Maurice, his warmth, his steadiness.When they arrived, her stomach dropped. This wasn’t a simple party. The chandeliers sparkled over an ocean of tuxedos and ball gowns, cameras flashed from every corner, and journalists buzzed like bees. It was a grand event, her father’s event. Carlos Bryan had chosen this night, in front of the press and society’s elite, to of
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