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The art salon was held in an old mansion on the Left Bank.
I wore a black velvet gown, my silver hair pinned up in an elegant chignon. My Moon-Descendant blood gave my skin a soft glow under the candlelight.
"You look stunning," Cole said, waiting for me at the door. His ice-blue eyes widened slightly when he saw me. He was wearing a deep blue velvet tuxedo.
"Thank you. You look very handsome yourself."
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