The Brocade's Lingering Sillage
- LECTURAS 149
- Votos 104
- Partes 6
"Silks, satins, laces - they have no home to return to. A brocade, however... a brocade is a promise for a new home. And a new life."
Such mystifying words are a constant loop in Hyacinth's dreams. A recurring phenomenon always entails a deeper layer of meaning, but Hyacinth is not a person who believes in the mystical arts.
That is, until Reine intersects her path with Hyacinth's with an offer she cannot refuse: to build the first leading perfume business in the history of France.
Yet a rekindled connection means a continued nightmare from the past... and that's what Reine needs to shatter the chains shackling them from regrets.
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