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Chapter 95: Impressions

Iris

“You’re sure you can handle this?” Arthur asks, his hand resting on the small of my back. We’re standing just outside the ballroom entrance, about to make our reappearance.

I take a deep breath, smoothing the front of my new black dress. It’s simpler than the emerald gown—a sleek, form-fitt...