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Until a sharp, sudden tap landed against my shoulder.
The music didn't stop, but my feet did.
I turned around, a bright, lingering smile still on my face, but it instantly froze in my throat.
Standing right behind me was a stunning white woman. She looked like she had just stepped off a Parisian runway—tall, effortlessly elegant, with long, pin straight black hair cascading down her back, and sharp, piercing black eyes. She was wearing a breathtaking white silk gown that practically glowed under the chandeliers, making her look like royalty.
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