The bell above the glass door chimed softly as Lily stepped inside the jewelry store—a delicate, crystalline sound that seemed too pure for someone like her.
She hesitated just beyond the threshold.
The air inside was cool, perfumed faintly with white orchids and polished wood. Light poured down from chandeliers shaped like frozen constellations, scattering reflections across glass cases that …
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