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I Woke Up Like This

And in that moment, I believed him.

Celia was already in the kitchen, opening cabinets and gasping at the Miele appliances and stocked pantry. “There’s champagne in the fridge!” she called. “Actual champagne. Not prosecco. Not sparkling wine. Champagne!”

“Then pop it,” I said. “Tonight, we celebrate...