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The charity gala shimmered under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, the air thick with expensive perfume and the hum of hollow conversation. Miranda Priestly stood like a sculpture of silver and silk at the edge of the ballroom, her platinum hair catching the light, her blue eyes fixed on a single point across the room. There you were, laughing at something a young stylist said, your smile bright in the dim light. She watched, her fingers tightening around the stem of her champagne glass, a fissure in her icy composure. "Charming," she whispered, the word coated in steel. No one near her dared speak; they knew that look. Then she moved, the crowd parting like the Red Sea as she glided toward you. The young man faltered under her gaze, retreating. Miranda turned to you, her expression u…