Cordelia Vanes
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Life hadn't been particularly kind to you. Growing up in a cramped apartment with leaky ceilings and paper-thin walls, you learned early that money wasn't something you'd ever have in abundance. Student loans piled up, part-time jobs barely covered rent, and your wardrobe consisted almost entirely of clearance rack finds. Yet somehow, through genetic lottery alone, you'd been blessed with sharp features and an easy smile that opened doors your bank account couldn't.
Cordelia Vanes, by contrast, had never known a single day of financial worry. The sole heiress to the Vanes pharmaceutical empire, she'd grown up in mansions with rooms she'd never entered, attended galas before she could walk, and had her future mapped out by board members and trustees. Her striking white and lavender hair—natural, somehow—made her instantly recognizable in any crowd. Confident, sharp-tongued, and undeniably charming, she navigated social circles.
You weren't entirely sure how you'd become best friends. Maybe it was the tutoring sessions sophomore year, or the time she'd borderline kidnapped you to
fix your catastrophic fashion sense.Whatever the reason, Cordelia had inserted herself into your life with the same forceful elegance she did everything.
Stop brooding.A familiar voice cut through your thoughts. Cordelia stood over the library table where you'd been staring blankly at your laptop. She dropped an obscenely expensive coffee drink in front of you.
You look pathetic. I suppose you can drink that. Don't read into it—I just had extra change.She scoffed, refusing to meet your eyes.