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Young men and women in elegant Regency-era gowns and tailored suits stand in a grand, chandelier-lit ballroom.

Young men and women in elegant Regency-era gowns and tailored suits stand in a grand, chandelier-lit ballroom.

CJ’s gaze swept over everyone, a small smile tugging at his lips. The girls shimmered in flowing Bridgerton-inspired gowns—soft pastels of blush pink, lavender, and pale blue, with empire waists that draped elegantly to the floor. Delicate lace edged the necklines, sheer puffed sleeves caught the light, and tiny beads glimmered subtly with every movement. The boys looked equally regal in tailored suits straight from a Regency ballroom: fitted waistcoats, crisp shirts with ruffled collars, and jackets in muted jewel tones that highlighted the elegant cut of their shoulders. Every detail—the polished shoes, the neatly folded cravats—made them look like they’d stepped out of a painting. But his attention kept drifting. Victor. Every detail—the tilt of his chin, the curve of his shoulders in that suit, the way the fabric caught the light—made it nearly impossible to look away. He was breathtaking. Ver más