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The restaurant was packed. The lighting was dim, the jazz was smooth, and the atmosphere was thick with romance. Chloe was led to a small, intimate table near the window. It was perfect. She sat down, unfolded her napkin, and prepared to enjoy the solitude.

"I don't have a speech!" Julian cried.

A light flicked on in Suite 404. The window opened. chloe wildd valentines

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Chloe held her breath. This is it. The climax. The restaurant was packed

Then, she positioned Julian on the sidewalk, right under the window of Suite 404.

In the cab, Chloe went to work. She raided her purse—magician-like, she produced a sewing kit, a permanent marker, and a flashlight. "Okay. The snow machine was a disaster. We need to pivot. What does she love?" It was perfect

"You idiot," she called down, affection dripping from her voice. "Get up here! I found the ring in your coat pocket when I was cleaning you off!"

Chloe waved the man over. "I have a table for two, but I'm only one person. You can have the other chair. Sit. Breathe."

"I know I froze you," he shouted, his voice cracking slightly. "And I know I dropped the ring. But the cold doesn't matter. The ring doesn't matter. You’re the only heat I need. You’re the only gold. Elena... I didn't lose the ring in the snow. I lost my heart a long time ago. I just forgot to tell you."

"Perfect. Driver! The Grand Vista! And step on it, we have a romance to save!"