The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The air in the cellar beneath the Ashworth estate did not smell of earth or rot, but of ozone, the sharp metallic tang of a storm trapped indoors, and the heavy, cloying sweetness of lilies that had long since died but refused to release their scent. Margaret stood at the center of this confined, vaulted space, her fingers trembling not from the cold, though the temperature dropped with every...

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