That evening, after showering away the stone dust and dressing in elegant evening attire, Claire and Nathan walked along the quiet, gas-lit quays of the Île Saint-Louis. The island was a peaceful sanctuary in the heart of Paris, its seventeenth-century stone townhouses reflecting gracefully in the dark, gentle waters of the Seine. They dined at a charming, secluded bistro tucked away on the Rue Saint-Louis-en-l'Île: *L'Orangerie*. Sitting at an intimate…
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