The greenhouse door was ajar.The moment I pushed it open, the world went silent.Devastation. That was the only word for it.My moonflower garden, the product of ten years of loving care, was gone. Leveled.The rare flowers that glowed softly in the night had been ripped out by the roots and trampled into the mud.The acrid smell of weed killer hung in the air.The carved seed box my mother had left me was tossed in a corner, its lid open, its contents gone.My legs gave out, and I nearly collapsed."Oh, you're here."Lorelei's voice echoed from the back of the greenhouse.She was wiping mud off a designer handbag with a silk scarf, a triumphant smile on her face."Ryker said this garden was a monument to your failure and infertility," she said, her voice slow and sweet as poison. "He told me to get rid of it.""After all, the future Alpha heir needs a place full of life."Redesign.The word was a poisoned dart to my heart.I trembled, staring at the devastation.Ten years.Ten years
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