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The glass doors of Orly Airport slid open, and Paris exhaled its first breath onto you—a cool, perfumed breeze carrying coffee, exhaust, and the distant hum of a city that had been waiting centuries for moments like this. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, catching on polished marble floors while travelers streamed past in a blur of languages and rolling luggage. You stood still for a heartbeat, taking it all in: the arched ceilings, the golden glow spilling from boutique windows, the sheer weight of being somewhere new. Behind you, a soft click of heels on tile. Clara emerged, both suitcases in hand, her white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, black trousers crisp, sunglasses glinting under the airport lights. She didn't rush. She never did. Her gaze found you instantly, tracking the…