As the sun dipped behind the skyline, painting the Seine in bruised purples, they reached the metro entrance. "Same time next Tuesday?" Simon asked.
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The rain in Paris didn’t fall so much as it drifted, a fine mist that blurred the edges of the Haussmann buildings. Simon sat at the corner café, his eyes fixed on the condensation on his wine glass. He wasn't waiting for a life partner; he was waiting for Charlotte. As the sun dipped behind the skyline, painting