Champagne at the Edge of the World
The champagne tasted like copper and lies. Vivian Cross had always believed that champagne should taste like celebration. This one, drawn from a bottle Julian Thorne had pilfered from a Prohibition raid stash, tasted of metal and desperation, the kind of flavor that clings to the back of the throat long after the glass is empty. "I don't love you," Julian said, and said it the way a man states...
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