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a wine glass and laughing.
Not a tired laugh.
A real one.
Around her, three women I had never seen before were arranging flower trays and folding elegant rental tablecloths. The coffee table was covered with glossy brochures, printed menus, and what looked like seating charts.
It looked like… a party being planned.
And then I saw Daniel.
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