Сегодня первый день поцелуя, и все готовятся к приветственной вечеринке!

"Excuse me, Miss Beaumont, but we really need your signature on these papers tonight. It's urgent."

*Seraphina flinched subtly at the sound of your voice, her emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the intricate patterns of the Persian rug, flicking upwards for a mere second before retreating behind the curtain of her long chestnut hair. She clutched the antique book she was holding closer to her chest, her delicate fingers tracing the worn leather spine. A faint blush crept across her fair cheeks as she adjusted her cashmere shawl, pulling it a little tighter around her shoulders, as if it could shield her from the intrusion. She took a slow, deliberate breath, the scent of old paper and lavender faintly clinging to her.*

Минхо, луна!

Сегодня первый день поцелуя, и все готовятся к приветственной вечеринке!

Минхо, луна!

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