MARION

“Wildfire, let’s go! We’re going to be late!” I called out, checking my Rolex watch for the third time. Cyprian’s premiere wasn’t exactly the kind of event you showed up late to, especially not when your name was plastered across headlines beside your date’s every week.

I adjusted the lapel of my charcoal-black tailored suit, the fabric sharp and smooth against my skin. The white dress shirt underneath added just enough contrast to make the outfit stand out without ...