6 The restaurant in Victoria Island was bathed in low, golden ambient light, with soft jazz floating beneath the quiet murmur of high-society diners. When Lola stepped inside, her lemon-yellow dress hugging her silhouette with effortless grace, the subtle shift in the room was palpable. Maîtres d’s and patrons alike turned their heads, captivated by…...
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