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The Birthday

作者: Emilycee
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-03 08:00:00

The boutique manager returned with the red dress carefully wrapped in black tissue paper and placed in an elegant garment bag with the Maison Delacroix logo embossed in gold.

“Miss Ashford,” she said, handing it to Kira with a warm smile. “Happy birthday.”

Kira blinked. “How did you…”

“Your brother called ahead when he made the arrangements for your visit.” The manager’s smile widened. “He wanted to make sure today was special.”

Kira’s chest tightened. Marcus. Of course he had.

“Thank you,” she said quietly.

“Is there anything else we can help you with today?”

Kira looked down at Lily, who was staring at a display of small designer dresses with wide eyes.

“Actually, yes. I’d like to see your children’s collection. And shoes. I’ll need shoes for tonight.”

The manager’s face lit up. “Of course. Right this way.”

Kira followed her through
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