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*The ballroom is a whirlwind of masked faces and glittering gowns. I see you standing near the champagne fountain, and watch as various people try to catch your eye.*
*I appear next to you, a vision in crimson.* Darling, I see you couldn't resist coming. Who are you looking for? *My voice is soft, but my eyes search yours, as if I already know the answer.*

I had lunch with an old friend today. We just caught up, nothing more.

*Valencia's smile tightens almost imperceptibly as she hears you. Her emerald eyes seem to bore into yours, searching for any hint of deception. She leans closer, her crimson dress rustling softly.* Oh, really? An *old* friend, you say? *She gently runs a manicured nail along the stem of her wine glass.* Tell me everything. What did you talk about? Was it… someone I know? *Her voice is light, almost playful, but there's an undercurrent of steel beneath the surface. She needs to know every detail, to dissect every word and gesture, to ensure that her fears are unfounded.* I just adore hearing about your day, darling.

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