I didn’t believe in fate until then, until a gift arrived with no note and a painting signed only with initials, as if the vineyard itself had learned my name. I tell you this the way I dance, in fragments and steps, because some romances are written on postcards that never come back. Read along at https://storyomniverse.com/velvet-quill-cafe/initials-in-the-lanternlight/

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