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CHAPTER 83 - THE GARDEN GATE

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Eliza's POV

The garden gate had been broken for weeks.

Clara kept promising to fix it. Adam kept offering to hire someone. But every morning, I walked out to find the gate still sagging on its hinges, the latch still hanging loose, the gap still wide enough for anyone to slip through.

Reyes noticed. "You need to fix that."

"I know."

"You're not going to fix it."

I looked at the gate. At the garden beyond. At the tree Clara had planted, now
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