IN THE LIGHT OF FORTUNE
"Damian, why don't you show Claire the library? I know you've been dying to anyway."
"Mom…"
"Go. Shoo. Let me finish cooking with my daughter in peace."
Damian led Claire through the house, and she couldn't help but notice how different it felt from the penthouse. Family photos lined the walls - Damian and Sophia as children, Eleanor and a distinguished-looking man Claire assumed was his father, vacation snapshots, birthday parties, the accumulated evidence of an actual life lived.
The library was cozy and book-lined, with worn leather furniture that invited you to curl up and stay awhile. A bay window overlooked the private garden, now lit with soft evening lights.
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