Mira POV
The bottle fell slowly from Luke's hand. It rolled and dropped into the air, carrying my hopes and dreams to the carpet. I lunged for it, helplessly hoping that I get there, someway, somehow… but it still broke.
“Truly an exquisite perfume!”
“Definitely our next hit!”
My mind swam as my eyes watered immediately, I heard the voices of Drew's workers when they presented the perfume with admiration on their faces. I hadn't hoped for anything tonight, not to present my perfume to the Icon, or steal the spotlight… I just wanted to have my own, to feel comfortable in my own skin.
To smell like… me.
Luke sneered as he adjusted his sleeve, he looked at the point behind me and frowned, but still shrugged. “Well that was unfortunate.”
I knelt before the small broken glass, the perfu
