The Faded Bouquet
Chapter One EVICTED: Wira Wibowo. The notice was yellowed, the ink faded, pinned to the door of the shophouse where the salt had long since eaten the wood. Wira stood in the rain-slicked street of Singapore, the cold water mixing with the grit of the fish market floor he had cleaned for three years, and he knew the ledger was the only thing left that held the shape of his life. It was not...
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