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Bellario’s was the type of restaurant that exuded exclusivity and upper class, there was no sign outside of the building. The type of place to forgo any kind of advertisement, the only denotation that it wasn’t just some residence was a symbol on the frosted windows. A small white crown done in a stenciling so subtle that it barely stood out from the glass around it, like a drift in a snowy field. Anyone who had ever been inside had few words to say about its interior, as whatever food served there took center stage. It was considered the pinnacle of dining in the entire country, and tonight Allegra was going to be its sole dining guest. The woman stood across the street from the building, her stunning red dress and black hoop belt across her midriff, made her a beacon amongst the crowd. The cutting city breeze carrying her long brown hair away from her, billowing in the wind in a picturesque fashion. Soft amber eyes keenly observing the watch on her hand, the thin black band a