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037. Earning Teddy's Trust

作者: Silver Quil
last update publish date: 2026-05-13 16:57:02

RAINA

I found him in the greenhouse on Thursday afternoon.

I had not gone there looking for him. Or maybe I had. I was not sure anymore.

Sylvester's words had been sitting in my head for a week.

~Just be friendly. Let him see that you see him as a person.~

I had been walking the parts of the house that was isolated, hoping to find him in one of them.

The greenhouse sat at the end of the back garden. Glass walls. A long row of orchids my mother in law had ordered from somewhere in Asia. The ai
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