Chapter 48 Tasting the Future

The scent of fermenting grapes filled the air—rich, earthy, and full of promise. In the winery's fermentation room, Aisha stood with a glass of deep red wine swirling gently in her hand. She held it to her nose, closed her eyes, and inhaled slowly.

“Ripe blackberry,” she murmured. “Hints of clov...

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