MIRIAM'S HOUSE…Tuesday Morning…The southern district of Ravelle was far quieter than the bustling city center. Small houses lined the peaceful streets, their gardens blooming beneath the gentle morning sun.Leon parked his car in front of a modest bungalow he had visited only once before. The flower shop Miriam ran beside the house was yet to be opened. After switching off the engine, he stepped out and walked toward the front door of the house instead.Before he could knock a second time, the door opened. "Mr. Viremont," Miriam smiled warmly."Good morning, Miriam," Leon greeted, returning a small smile."Please, come in," she stepped aside, paving the way for him inside the house."Thank you,” Leon said as he stepped inside."I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon," Miriam admitted as she led him into the living room.Leon offered an apologetic smile. "I know. I'm sorry for coming unannounced.""Oh, don't apologize." She motioned for him to sit. "You're always welcome here.
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