LUSTBORN
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Victor lifted his head from his phone and a smile crossed his eyes.
That night, Elara found an invitation card inside her bag.
She frowned.
“I don’t remember taking this,” she murmured.
Fallon leaned over. “Weird. Clara said there would be no card invitation.”
Elara turned it over.
On the back, faint and precise, someone had written: Attendance is mandatory.
Elara’s stomach tightened.
Somewhere, far away, Victor stood alone on a balcony, amber eyes reflecting city lights.
And Clara, in her room, stared at her mirror, smiling brightly, whispering a name like it belonged to her already.
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