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Chapter 44: The Gala Where Everything Shifts

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I know.

Two words. That’s all he sent. And I spent the rest of Sunday

turning them over like something I found and wasn’t sure how

to hold. More than I know how to say in a text message. I know.

Like we’d already had the conversation without having it.

Like we were just waiting for the right moment to say it

out loud.

Victor’s schedule arrives Monday morning and gives us one.

One event. This Friday. The Hargrove Foundation Gala, black

tie, full press presence. And at the bottom, in Victor’s

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