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The dinner smelled like wealth.
Perfume, champagne, fresh-cut roses and the faint sting of bleach from the marble floors. Everything gleamed too much. The silverware, the glass walls, the practiced smiles.
I’ve stood in darker rooms than this, but nothing ever feels as fake as charity night.
Cameras flashed at the entrance. My father shook hands with politicians and businessmen who pretended not to know what paid for their donations. Aiko was beside me, al ...
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