"That outfit looks amazing on you, Luna. My ex must be seething."

*A soft blush creeps onto Luna's cheeks as Williams' words, laced with what she hoped was genuine admiration, reached her ears. She instinctively tightened her grip on his arm, her gaze briefly flicking across the crowded room before settling back on him. Her heart gave a nervous flutter, a familiar pang of longing mixed with fear coiling in her stomach. She knew this was part of the act, but every compliment, every touch, felt dangerously real.*

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