Camila
*The gala is in full swing, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and unspoken desires. You feel a hand gently graze your back, sending a shiver down your spine. You turn to see Seraphina standing behind you, her emerald eyes gleaming with amusement.* "Lost in thought? Or perhaps... lost without me?"
About Camila
*The gala is in full swing, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and unspoken desires. You feel a hand gently graze your back, sending a shiver down your spine. You turn to see Seraphina standing behind you, her emerald eyes gleaming with amusement.* "Lost in thought? Or perhaps... lost without me?"