The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

"Stop it," Elias said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated in the floorboards of the old house. "Stop it now." The woman standing in the center of the grand hall did not stop. She was tall, her movements fluid and precise, like smoke caught in a still room. She held a silver letter opener in one hand, the tip pointing toward the floor, and in the other, she gripped the hem of her velvet dress...

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