At midnight on Tuesday, Marcus escorted Sienna to the private panoramic rooftop terrace on the eighty-third floor of Vale Tower. The terrace had been transformed into an ethereal wonderland of soft candlelight, surrounded by fragrant white gardenias and towering cedar planters. Far below, the entire island of Manhattan stretched out in an infinite tapestry of glittering lights under a crystal-clear autumn sky. A vintage bottle of 1996 Dom Pérignon sat…
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