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... e aroma that promised secrets and expense. It was the kind of scent that didn’t just linger on fabric; it clung to memory, clinging to the soft, pale gold satin slip Eloise was wearing. She stood before the antique, gilt-edged mirror, watching the woman who stared back.
The dress—it felt wrong to call it a dress. It was more of an intention. The delicate fabric, a shade of champagne that seemed to catch and distill every ounce of light, didn’t just hang on her; it clung to her curves li ...
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