wooden table sat Claire. Her presence was a comforting, vibrant counterpoint to the quiet elegance of the room. She possessed a smile that was less a flash and more a gentle unfolding, and eyes that seemed to genuinely register and absorb the world around her. Since we had met weeks prior, I had been eager for this specific confluence of good food, soft light, and uninterrupted conversation—a clear step forward in what I hoped would become a lasting relationship
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