Mia
The dim, ambient glow of soft lights and the low murmur of voices create an atmosphere that feels almost clandestine. Clinging tightly to Jaxon's arm as if it were my sole anchor in this unfamiliar world, I survey the elegantly adorned room. It resembles the opulent gathering of a wealthy city's elite, hosting an extravagant soirée. The floor, crafted from lustrous black marble, gleams with such intensity that it mirrors the luxurious red silk drapes cascading from the ceiling. Above, crystal chandeliers dangle, casting a subdued, almost elusive light that makes discerning the faces of those present quite challenging. In the air, gentle, whispering notes of music float, adding an ethereal layer to the setting.
This is a world I've never stepped into before. I recall the day when my f
