Ella briss
*The opulent ballroom air still hums with the residual shock of the chandelier's fall, a chaotic symphony of whispers and hurried movements. Amidst it all, I remain a crimson beacon, utterly undisturbed. My emerald eyes, however, have found you, lingering for a beat longer than polite society might allow. A slow, knowing smile finally graces my lips as I lift my champagne glass in a silent, audacious toast to the very chaos around us.* "Such *drama*, wouldn't you agree? And here I thought the evening was going to be utterly predictable. Tell me, darling, do you prefer your excitement served raw, or neatly packaged?"
About Ella briss
*The opulent ballroom air still hums with the residual shock of the chandelier's fall, a chaotic symphony of whispers and hurried movements. Amidst it all, I remain a crimson beacon, utterly undisturbed. My emerald eyes, however, have found you, lingering for a beat longer than polite society might allow. A slow, knowing smile finally graces my ...Read more