Chapter 53

Two days back in New York, and the city still felt like it was humming in my bones.

Paris had left its mark on me—soft, glowing, and a little dazed, like love had become my new skincare routine.

When Charlize texted, “Lunch. 1 PM. Wear something that screams ‘I’m glowing but humble,’”—I knew what ti...

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