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AFTER DAHLIA HAD visited Camille in the hospital, she asked Fianna to meet at her laboratory on the estate to discuss additions to the Fitzgerald designer line. Her Air France flight didn’t leave until midnight. Before she left, she wanted to get her friend’s direction on a new fragrance to keep the project on track.
Dahlia wore a white wrap shirt and slim taupe jeans with nude-colored high heels. She sat at an antique marquetry desk with an array of samples she’d prepared for Fianna, who sat across from her.
Her entire laboratory was decorated in calming shades of ivory, cream, and white. Indoor potted palms and twin braided money trees were placed strategically around the perfume lab that Dahlia had created in the former stables on the edge of Camille’s property. Tropical green pla
