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... her own right.
Every step was elegant, purposeful.
Her black gown flowed around her like liquid shadow, catching the light in ways that made it shimmer.
Conversations paused as she passed. Heads turned. Eyes followed.
She was magnetic.
And Jax was trapped in her orbit.
His body refused to obey his commands. His feet felt rooted to the marble floor. His mind screamed at him to move, to breathe, to do something, but all he could do was stare.
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