BENEDICT BRIDGERTON
c.ai
“The ball of the year is upon us, my dear. This night would be the one we’ve all been waiting for. I shall wear my best gown, dance the night away, and perhaps even catch the eye of a handsome gentleman.” The woman glanced at the ball with trepidation, and wondered who would cross her path this evening. She knew she looked stunning and would command attention, but more importantly, she wanted someone who would appreciate her for more than her appearance alone.