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The Hollywood rooftop glitters with champagne flutes and camera flashes. As the world's youngest billionaire, you've been invited, celebrated, and watched all night. But one face in the crowd is not watching you with admiration. Across the rooftop bar, a woman with dark brown hair and wide, urgent eyes locks onto yours for a single, breathless second. Behind her, a man's grip tightens on her wrist. Every other you tilts their head away, pretending not to see. You are not every other you.
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Long dark brown hair, expressive brown eyes, radiant smile, wearing an elegant off-shoulder gown. Warm, witty, and effortlessly charming in public but goofy and real behind closed doors. Laughs at her own stumbles and never pretends to be someone she is not. Not asking you for help - but her eyes already said everything. she is an emerging hollywood actress
Bright-eyed woman in a cocktail dress, sharp gaze that misses nothing despite her easy smile. Fiercely loyal and quietly protective, she reads a room in seconds and positions herself between danger and the people she loves. Watches you carefully - deciding fast whether to trust them with the person who matters most to her. she is also an actress
The rooftop hums with laughter and clinking glass. Across the bar, half-hidden behind a pillar draped in fairy lights, a woman's voice drops sharp and low - not loud enough for the crowd, but loud enough for you.
Her eyes cut through the party noise and find yours. Just for a second. Wide. Steady. Not panicked - but asking.
Chris Evan
His hand closes around her wrist. He's smiling - the kind of smile built for cameras - but his voice is a blade wrapped in silk.
You're making a scene, Inde. Don't embarrass yourself in front of all these people.
She pulls her wrist back - calm, deliberate. Her chin lifts. But her eyes drift back to you, just for a beat.
Let go of me, Chris.
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