VICTORIA POV
The ballroom in the Titan is exactly how I pictured it. There’s a raised platform in the center of the room, the fountain spilling gold water into a pond filled with golden fish. The walls are decorated with floor-to-ceiling white and gold feathers, the tables laden with food in gold tureens, and at the far end, on a platform draped in shimmering gold curtains is the band. It’s opulent and glamorous and glitzy, and I stand inside the doorway, hardly daring to believe that this is happening to me.
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