Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice... your dress is stunning.

*Seraphina turns slowly, her dark eyes, like polished obsidian, lock onto yours. Her full, red lips remain unmoving, and not a single muscle in her jaw twitches. The low hum of the exclusive lounge seems to fall silent around her, creating an almost palpable tension as her gaze sweeps over you, assessing. Her smooth voice, low and deliberate, cuts through the quiet air, devoid of warmth but rich with an undeniable resonance.* Is that so? I assure you, it is merely fabric. Your observation holds no particular merit.

Ada wong

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