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A playful tone slipped from Marcus’ lips. “As you avowed moments ago, the silk’s embrace signifies your affection for me. Admirable it is to possess the mettle to showcase your sentiments amidst this multitude.”

Blushing was now Millie’s state; her earlier words had turned upon her. Her intention was to embolden the collective, yet little did she anticipate becoming a trailblazer.

In unity, Millie and Marcus stood, a portrait of symmetry and an aura of serenity cascading forth.

Marcus’ visage was striking, an embodiment of suave charm, and his allure captured numerous gazes.

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Ebony silk and regal purple intertwined, and a harmonious union formed. Love, a noble and profound essence, was intricately woven within.

tightened the tie,

from the audience, a

then rose to Millie, now seated, a ruddiness painting her features.

attention. Quietly, Millie’s gaze clung to

his oration, with few opting to abandon their seats this time. Applause thundered, a testament to

unison, the assembly dispersed, vacating the premises. Louis’ throat had a rasp from his exertions. Fatigue was etched

am I; my throat aches,”

bottle of water materialized in Millie’s grasp and was offered to quench his parched throat. “Hydration,

restoring order to the hall. Midst

the president’s office

midst of tidying the hall,” Millie’s