C60 Chapter 60

The night before, Marcia had lain in bed reminding herself why she had come back to Miami.

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She remembered Luc, his wavy hair blowing in the wind as he held up a freshly bottled, bottle of wine from his family’s vineyard to the sky, standing beside her and gazing up at the bottle as it reflected the bright sunlight.

“Every bottle of wine has a story chérie