ONYX
“Onyx, it’s such a pleasure to see you here again.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” I said politely. Mother had her arms looped into mine as she introduced me to a familiar face- Bianca Volodko, the daughter of a Ukrainian businessman who was friends with my father. We had been attending the same social events since we were children. She always struck me as a loner because she barely talked to people. She only spoke when spoken to and she was always careful with her replies.
“Well, Onyx,” mother started, a hint of mischief in her tone. I’d leave you two alone." She leaned into my ear and whispered ‘Be nice’ and I reassured her that I’d be on my best behaviour. I knew this was another matchmaking attempt. It was expected but I didn’t expect it to be this soon when I just arrived.
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