* Alex Hamilton *At the Magnolia Manor one week later. The sun dipped low over the hills as the car pulled up the long driveway. Magnolia trees framed the road like a corridor of ghosts, white blossoms drifting down in slow, silent spirals. The manor loomed ahead, just as I remembered, too big, too quiet, too full of memories that creaked louder than the floorboards.But this time, Penny was beside me. And that changed everything.She stepped out first, heels clicking on the stone path, hand lifting instinctively to the fabric of her coat, light cream, elegant, something her mother might've once worn. Her shoulder was still healing, but the fire in her walk was back.I followed, slower, my left arm still tight from the last rehab session. The manor doors opened before we even reached them.Lance steps out. He looked like he'd come out of a portrait, flawless suit, controlled expression, no sign of the brother who had once knelt in hospital corridors, praying for his sister's spine to
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