As she drew nearer, the intricate details of her appearance came into focus. Her attire, a tasteful ensemble of deep burgundy, accentuated her elegant silhouette. A string of pearls adorned her neck, adding a touch of sophistication to the ensemble. Her auburn hair, styled in loose waves, framed a face that bore the grace of age and wisdom.
"Sorry, everyone, I'm a tad late," she announced with a warm smile, acknowledging the room's collective gaze. Her eyes were a striking shade of green.
Amelia approached her with an affectionate hug. "Alia, you made it! We were just about to start."
Alia returned the embrace, her voice carrying a blend of warmth and authority. "Apologies for the delay, Mrs. Kennedy. Traffic had other plans, but I wouldn't miss this for the world."
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