Chapter 17: The Ghost at the Hartley Gala

Olivia's POV

The night of the gala, I got there early—way before my dad and that woman even left the house.

Sophie had scored us the perfect spot.

A corner of the upper terrace, tucked behind a stone planter that was just wide enough to block us from the main crowd's sightline.

I had Sophie's ...

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