Olivia was sitting at her desk one quiet evening when the ornate envelope arrived. It was cream-colored with a gold seal—an unmistakable sign of high society. She carefully opened it, revealing the elegant handwriting inside.
You are cordially invited to a Gala in honor of the late Charles Richardson, hosted by the esteemed Alexander Crane. Your presence would be greatly appreciated.
Her fingers traced the words, and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She had known Alexander Crane—her father’s longtime business associate and friend. While not close, he had always been respectful of her and had often spoken highly of her father’s legacy. The invitation was a surprise, but it also felt like a door opening. It had been months since she’d immersed herself fully in the public sph
