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... became to pursue the Skylake District project. His condescension had only crystallized what I already knew:we were never meant to walk the same path.
Back at the office the next morning, I found my mother had forwarded me a flurry of emails and texts. Just as I’d anticipated, invitations had been pouring in—all of them conspicuously addressed only to her and me. Some requested our presence for afternoon tea, others for dinner gatherings. One socialite from the arts circle had even sent ...
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