Avalynn stood in front of her full-length mirror, admiring her reflection.
The gown she had chosen for Lisa for the Malvis Gala was sleek and luxury, with a rich emerald green color that enhanced her eyes.
It was however more than just looking well, it was also about looking the part. She needed to project confidence, money, and the air of someone who could easily lend $200,000.
Her phone buzzed, interrupting her focus. Lisa sent a message: "On my way. I need to talk before the gala."
Avalynn felt her heart skip a beat. She responded quickly: "See you soon."
As she waited, her thoughts turned to her father. She recalled the day he became ill, the despair she felt as his condition deteriorated, and the relief she felt when the surgery was eventually planned.
A lump developed in her
