The quiet hum of the private elevator doors sliding shut on the 81st floor brought an immediate, soothing silence to Vivienne's battered senses. The penthouse was warm, the linear fireplace casting dancing amber flames across the raw slate wall, filling the vast suite with the fragrance of burning applewood and sweet cedar. Outside the panoramic glass walls, the rain had cleared from the afternoon sky, leaving the towers of Manhattan…
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