The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The ledger lay open on the desk, its pages stained with the damp rot that seeps up from the cellar of Blackwood Manor, and I stared at the figures as if they were a confession I had not yet signed. I needed three hundred pounds by the end of the month to keep the creditors from seizing the estate, a sum that felt less like money and more like a physical weight pressing against my ribs,...

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