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CHAPTER TEN - Yours. Always Yours

Author: Michaela Michael
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-29 19:37:36
Louise’s POV

The house was quiet when I woke up. Too quiet. The kind of silence that wraps around you and presses on your chest. I didn’t need a calendar to know what day it was. My body knew. My heart knew.

I sat up slowly, the sheets still holding the warmth from my sleep. I stared at the ceiling for a while before I got up. There was no rush. No one in this house moved quickly on this day.

Downstairs, the air smelled like roses. Ms. Agatha had already brought them in, soft pink and white ones, the kind my mother loved. She always said white roses made everything feel peaceful, even when life wasn’t.

I walked into the kitchen, and there she was, Ms. Agatha, arranging flowers like she did every year.

“Morning, sweetheart,” she said softly, her eyes kind but tired.

“Morning,” I replied, my voice small.

She placed a few more roses in a basket and looked at me. “It’s been eight years.”

“I know.”

“Feels like yesterday.”

I nodded. It did.

My father came down a little
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