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inery empire that stretched across nations. Their estate, a marble-clad mansion nestled in the hills, was a symbol of old money a

es that seemed to look through you rather than at you. Every movement was intentional, every smile practic

ect. She commanded attention not just for her beauty, but for her poise. She

friends were no

e of renowned artists and performers. Raised in a creative whirlwind, Ella had

calming voice, she possessed the quiet kind of beauty that lingered. Her upbringing in

eyed, and effortlessly charismatic, she was the definition of radiant warmth. Coming fro

ed in their lavish dorm suite, l

hen we walked in?" Angelica giggled, p

were royalty. I half-expected someon

tly. "I've never

around her finger. "Tomorrow, let's step

ss. "To day one-and the

their laughter rolling int

ol was th

w had only

s pers

r room, I couldn't help but notice-again-how effortlessly sharp he looked. His

ied to mask his reaction, but it was too

asked, already g

ake this the wrong way, but if you're gonna be seen with me, you ne

ng with my outfit. Back home, peopl

ack home anymore. No offense, but here? That looks like a r

know where I come from. This is what I have.

ng... first impressions matter here. You're interested in a

mfortably. "So

ing a grin. "I've got clot

hat looked straight out of a magazine-sleek suits, designer shirts, every

?" I asked,

ly. Go ge

ely recognizing myself. The clothes fit like they

lieve this,

ack. "Told you. You look

the first time since arrivi

my roommate. Gotta

stuff and hea

. Alex wasted no time introducing me to his circle

t my roomm

warm smiles. For a second, I felt like

ment was s

ir entrance-beautiful, magnetic, every eye dr

at them,"

'm getting one of their

cturer walked in and class be

een lectures, Sean pl

fit all day," he said, flashing

aid, a little

p that? Must've

ind out eventually. M

x lent it to m

ances bounced between them. I caug

. "Wait-what? Alex gav

d. "He's my

whispering behind cupped hands.

sound casual. "So... Peter,

m a modest background. Got

rd the murmur of judgment, felt the shift

s doesn't hand those out like ca

d, merciless. Their moc

-Angelica. She w

e a punch

than watching the girl you li

wished I cou