The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the manor, a relentless, rhythmic tapping that sounded less like weather and more like a warning. Margaret stood in the hallway, her coat still damp from the journey, holding a bundle of white lilies that had begun to wilt in the humid air. She had come to find out what had happened to her husband, Julian, who had...

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