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Jake drove us to the hotel hosting the gala. It was a sleek new place, expensive, and unapologetically grand.
The rooftop ballroom was a masterpiece of design, its towering windows revealing the city skyline. Outside, the lights shimmered like stars, while inside, soft decor cast a whimsical glow.
The flower arrangements were just as eye-catching —white and blue petals curled around candles and crystal chandeliers—like someone had bottled a dream in glass
"That’s such a coincidence," I said aloud, pausing at the entrance as my eyes swept the room.
"What do you mean?" Asher asked, stepping beside me.
"The flowers match my dress. The same thing happened at the last event, remember?"
The first gala I attended with Asher had deep pink roses decorating the room, perfectly mirroring
