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The mature Chloe simply smiled. "I’ll check my calendar tomorrow. If I can’t do three weeks, I’ll do two. But Marcus? I'm definitely coming." Later, they sat on the balcony of his

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Chloe adjusted the lapel of her charcoal blazer, catching her reflection in the glass doors of the gallery. At thirty-eight, she finally felt like she’d filled out her own skin. The frantic, "pick-me" energy of her twenties was a ghost, replaced by a quiet, steady confidence that didn't need to shout to be heard.