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Inside, the air was thick with aged bourbon and the sound of a piano playing something aching and unresolved. The man at the keys wasn't handsome in the way Mark was handsome. He was rumpled, with shirtsleeves rolled to his elbows and dark circles that spoke of sleepless nights spent composing rather than closing deals. His name, she later learned, was Leo.

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"I got lost," Emma replied. And then, because she had spent six months rehearsing this exact moment in her head: "Did you ever finish the song?" Inside, the air was thick with aged bourbon

"Then why are you crying?"

The piano was gone. In its place, a small stage for flamenco dancers. But behind the bar, washing glasses, was a man with rolled sleeves and tired eyes. His name, she later learned, was Leo

She came back.