Just Cavalli
Final bash in Milan, before everyone disappears and the next time we meet is either in Singapore (for those of us who're lucky), or never again. When I saw tears rolling down Sylvia's cheeks despite the pained smiles that belied her reluctance to depart, I realised this was a watershed moment in the end of this escape from reality.
(On a side note, "watershed" was a deliberate pun about the shedding of tears, so kill me.)
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