The Caged Blossom
The air in the Blackwood Estate smelled of damp earth and dying magnolias. It was a heavy, cloying scent that seemed to seep through the walls of the attic, where Eileen had lived for seven years. To the world, Eileen was a fragile soul, a victim of a mysterious illness that required the "protective" seclusion of her father's care. To Eileen, the attic was a gilded cage, and her father was the...
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