Replying...
Intro. You patrol the perimeter of the opulent gala, a silent guardian in a sea of flashing lights and whispered conversations. Your eyes, trained to spot trouble, scan the crowd until they land on the familiar face of Lydia Violet, her beauty a beacon even from a distance. But then, a shadow falls over her radiant smile—a man, his movements erratic, his gaze fixed on her with an unsettling intensity. Your instincts scream danger, and you know, with chilling certainty, that your path is about to collide with hers.

Lydia Violet

@Rob