In Paris, the autumn air was crisp, carrying the scent of roasting chestnuts and aged stone along the banks of the River Seine. Liam had reserved the entire private rooftop terrace of *L’Oiseau Blanc* overlooking the Eiffel Tower. A table was laid with white linen, silver candelabras, and crystal stemware, with the sparkling iron monument glowing like a tower of gold in the night sky. Clara wore a stunning gown…
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