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Chapter 13: A Night to Remember

The weeks leading up to the fundraising event had been a blur of chaos and adrenaline.

Each day felt like an endless sprint, full of strategy meetings, late-night calls, and a hundred small but important details to juggle.

Between the final touches on the new LoveMap features, the partnership with the Speak Yourself Foundation, and the event preparations, there was barely a moment to catch my breath.

Everyone in the boardroom had been working nonstop, and the energy was contagious.

Ha Eun and her marketing team were laser-focused on getting the word out about the event, while Jae had been locked in the design phase, perfecting the user interface for the features.

Yoongi had been by my side through it all, his steady presence keeping me grounded even as the pressure mounted.

But tonight, as the event drew closer, everything felt a little more intense. The stakes were higher than ever, and I could feel the weight of it settling on my shoulders as I prepared for the evening.

As I adjusted my dress in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. This wasn't just another launch-this was a pivotal moment.

Potential investors, philanthropists, and high-profile partners would be watching us tonight, and we had to deliver.

I slipped into the elegant black dress I had chosen for the event, its soft fabric hugging my curves just enough to make me feel confident, yet comfortable.

The lace details along the neckline and sleeves gave it a touch of sophistication, and I paired it with black heels that clicked sharply against the floor as I moved around my apartment.

I took one last look at myself in the mirror, feeling a rush of anticipation as the evening approached.

My makeup was simple but polished, a subtle glow that made me feel more put-together than usual.

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, there was a knock at the door, and my heart skipped a beat.

I opened it to find Yoongi standing in the hallway, looking absolutely impeccable.

He wore a tailored dark suit, his white shirt peeking through and a black bow tie completing the ensemble. But it wasn't just the suit that took my breath away-it was the way he looked at me, his gaze soft yet full of something deeper that made my pulse quicken.

"Wow," I breathed, taking in the sight of him.

Yoongi's dark hair was neatly styled, and his eyes held that familiar quiet intensity that always seemed to leave me speechless.

He didn't say anything for a moment, letting me take him in, before he smiled softly and said, "You look amazing."

I felt warmth spread through me at the compliment. "You don't look so bad yourself," I teased, adjusting the hem of my dress nervously. "I think everyone's going to have their eyes on you tonight."