The ballroom was drenched in gold.
Chandeliers hung from the ceiling like frozen waterfalls. Crystal. Glittering. Throwing light everywhere.
Classical music played soft in the background. Violins and piano. The kind of music that made everything feel important. Elegant.
But it didn't feel elegant to Sienna.
It felt like walking into a trap.
The car door opened. Lora stepped out first. Then reached back to help Sienna.
The silver gown Lora had picked felt too tight. Too exposed. The fabric caught the light as she moved. Made her visible. Made her a target.
Her hands shook. She pressed them together. Tried to stop the trembling.
"You look beautiful," Lora whispered. Squeezed her hand.
Sienna couldn't speak. Just nodded.
They walked toward the entrance. Wide st
