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“Rachel Miller.”
She scanned the list.
“Here you are. Enjoy the evening.”
“I intend to.”
Inside, the room glowed.
Fairy lights hung from beams. A large screen behind the stage played a loop of Vanessa’s best moments: Chloe laughing in sunlight, Vanessa kneading bread, Vanessa hugging women at a retreat, Vanessa brushing Chloe’s hair with theatrical tenderness.continue reading …
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