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“You won.”

“I did.”

“You didn’t thank me.”

“I thanked my team.”

“I’m not the team?”

“You had wardrobe credentials.”

“Assistant wardrobe credentials.”

“I said I loved everyone who helped get me here.”

Claire narrowed her eyes.

“You thanked Rachel.”

“Yes.”

“Sophie?”

“Yes.”

“The label?”

“Yes.”

“Your high-school choir teacher?”

“Yes.”

“The woman who sold you boots in Austin?”

“She had a major impact.”

Claire sat back.

“I’m below the boot woman.”

“You’re above the boot woman in my heart.”

“That will look beautiful on our invitations.”

I traced a finger through the condensation on her water glass.

“I couldn’t say your name.”

“I know.”

The smile stayed on her face.

A little less easily.

“I wanted to.”

“I know that too.”