The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The banquet hall of the Ashworth estate was a cathedral of gold leaf and stale air, where the chandeliers hung like frozen stars that had forgotten how to burn. I stood by the window, my fingers trembling slightly as I held the small, velvet-bound journal in my pocket, feeling its weight against my thigh like a second heartbeat. The room buzzed with the low hum of a hundred conversations, all...

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