One by one, Lyndon presented the women to Rosalynn, all distinguished figures from Skrix society.

She greeted each with a courteous nod and a practiced smile.

However, upon meeting the last woman’s gaze, her smile faded slightly.

It was Ivy Larson.

The memory of their last uncomfortable encounter lingered in Rosalynn’s mind.

Caught off guard by Rosalynn’s status as a Moreno, Ivy’s face bore a tinge of awkwardness.

“Miss Moreno,” she greeted.

to me as Rosalynn,”

over Ivy’s features. Under her composed exterior, irritation simmered. Rosalynn’s

a Moreno, would she have bothered

E L A ‘s L I

unexpected sight of Tilda, perched upon a chair,

Her presence was puzzling.

the company

some friends,” Rosalynn offered,

mentioning Tilda, Lyndon’s gaze hardened

“Miss Larson?”

Tilda excused herself, “Pardon me, Rosalynn, Karina. I have to go to

hasty, her foot colliding with

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