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The sound of laughter and music floated up the stairs before Sophia and I even reached the landing. Lorenzo had a whole ball room in his house, one that connected to a different set of stairs that I never knew about until Greg started planning a party for me. It seemed like I didn’t know this house well enough yet.
The lights in the room were warm and golden, flickering off the marble floors and chandeliers. Nothing about it screamed birthday party. It looked more like a gala. It was elegant, expensive, and filled with people I didn’t know.
“Wow,” Sophia whispered beside me. “He really does spoil you.”
Her eyes were wide with excitement while mine were filled with dread. The more people I saw, the more it seemed like none of this was for me. I didn’t know anyone here. Was thi
