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Chapter 7: The best choice
Mika The hall is breathtaking, packed with people dressed to the nines, glittering like the Christmas ornaments on the tree. Channing's arm remains steady under my hand as we enter, the low hum of chatter quieting slightly as heads turn. Feeling like my legs are going to give out, the attention is both suffocating and electrifying. And I lean toward Channing, my voice barely above a whisper as I ask. “Do people always stare at you like this when you enter a room?” His laugh is warm and low, like it’s a private sound just for me as he replies. “They’re not staring at me tonight.” He glances down at me, his eyes gleaming. “It’s all you.” My cheeks flame, and I lower my gaze to the floor for a moment, trying to swallow the smile threatening to spread across my face. We reach our table, an
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