Andre's POVDiego was in the middle of telling me about a new restaurant in Malasaña when I lost the ability to hear him, or anyone else, or anything at all, because Carmen had just stepped onto the red carpet twenty metres away in a butter yellow dress that made the rest of the evening irrelevant.I was standing outside the venue with Diego, Alejandro, and Jadon, drink in hand, mid-conversation about something I would never remember. She appeared at the far end of the carpet and my mouth stopped working. It just stopped, mid-word. I literally felt cold water being poured on my skin. My drink stayed raised halfway to my mouth because my arm had forgotten it was holding anything.She was walking slowly, chin up, shoulders back, the dress moving fluidly with her body, making every photographer on that carpet lean forward. The butter yellow glowed warm against her skin under the venue lights, and her hair was pinned up in a way that showed her neck and her jawline and I wanted to put my
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