She didn’t need to speak.
The moment Athena stepped into the gala, every light seemed to bend toward her…
not because she demanded it—
but because the room instinctively remembered who she was.

Her golden dress shimmered like stardust poured over flesh.
Each step was deliberate. Each glance… calculated.
And yet—there was a softness in her eyes,
as if she wasn’t here to conquer the night,
but to honor it.

Someone whispered,

“Who invited her?”
But the real question lingered, unspoken:
“Will she ever look back at me… just once?”

💛 Thank you MountainLuck for this beautiful idea.
Athena had never walked like this before—until you imagined it.
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