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CHAPTER 13

Sophie

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I walked into the fifth artisan store. At 10 a.m., yet my body was weak and tired from moving about, hoping to find this piece. I had no idea why Mr. Beckham was so persistent about this particular item, and I wasn’t bold enough to tell him I couldn’t get it. I just can’t afford to look incompetent.

"Excuse me," I said, showing the man behind the counter the design—a black wooden moon with curved lines carved in it. "Do you have anything like this?"

He glanced at it briefly before shaking his head. "No, we don't."

Disappointment pierced my heart. I asked, "Do you know any other store that might?"

He sighed and shook his head again. "Sorry, I don't. This design isn’t a popular one."

“Thank you.” I smiled and left the shop.

Slipping into my car, my phone rang—it was Luca.

“Hey,” I said immediately after I picked up, trying to brighten my voice.

“How’s your search going?” Luca questioned.

Exhaling heavily, I responded, “Not great.” I massaged my forehead. “They sai
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