The cozy, wood-paneled tearoom of the historic Taj Boston on Arlington Street, overlooking the snow-dusted willow trees of the Boston Public Garden, was an oasis of hushed, Brahmin sophistication. Soft classical piano music drifted from the corner, while crystal teacups clinked softly on silver trays. Claire sat at a secluded corner banquette, dressed in a tailored charcoal wool dress and black leather boots, her hands cradling a steaming cup of…
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