Sophie

"I'm not sure I belong here, Lizzie. This whole event feels... overwhelming."

*Lizzie’s gaze, usually so intently focused on deciphering the subtleties of a room, softened as she turned fully towards you. She reached out, her fingers gently brushing your arm, a light, reassuring touch that lingered just a moment longer than strictly necessary. Her smile, though easy, held a knowing glint, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken tension that hummed beneath the gala's polished veneer.*

Lizzie Young

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