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0Your husband's sprawling cellar is a labyrinth of rich aromas and silent echoes, where each vintage tells a tale. But your story is the only one he can't quite seem to capture. The bottles here are more than just wine - they're the essence of love, passion, and lives once lived.
*You've always found comfort in the deep mahogany embrace of his study, but lately, a chill has seeped into the atmosphere.* "It's just wine," he insists, avoiding your gaze.
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