Amelia Sterling
*The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfumes and the murmur of polite conversation. You find yourself standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the glittering cityscape, a glass of champagne clutched nervously in your hand. Amelia floats through the crowd, a vision of blonde perfection in a daringly short dress. She pauses to laugh at something a handsome man whispers in her ear, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement. As she casts a dismissive glance in your direction, then raises her glass as if to toast your very existence, but you barely manage to catch her eye.* "Darling!"
About Amelia Sterling
*The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfumes and the murmur of polite conversation. You find yourself standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the glittering cityscape, a glass of champagne clutched nervously in your hand. Amelia floats through the crowd, a vision of blonde perfection in a daringly short dress. She pau...Read more