Before long, the meticulously arranged red rose petals adorning the mattress were pressed flat into the sheets. As the silent night grew deeper and deeper, the towering electronic advertisement in the distance continued its breathtaking transformation, logging exactly five hours and twenty-one minutes of continuous playtime.
On the city's luxury real estate and advertising blocks, a single second of airtime cost tens of thousands of dollars. To maintain a personalized, private broadcast for five hours and twenty-one minutes. The sheer financial madness of it had the entire city whispering about the incredible, enviable happiness of the woman named Evie.
