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PREVIEW
... yes slowly scanning the space for the hundredth time that evening.
Everything was in place.
The floors gleamed under the soft ambient light from the ceiling, the air smelled faintly of sandalwood and lemon—fresh, clean, comforting. The couch cushions had been fluffed to perfection. On the kitchen counter, dishes and platters sat neatly arranged: sautéed vegetables, roasted chicken, creamy truffle pasta, and tiny handmade rolls from the best bakery in town. Not a single peach in s ...
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