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As I walked through the driveway, I noticed that the garden was perfectly manicured. The reception would be here, and no doubt the gardening service was working its hours. extra. What a shame. I liked the garden untrimmed and a bit wild. my dolls also. Maybe with Mark I could really play like that. Or who knows, if I dared to dream, my heart would break a second time. As Could I trust my judgment when the heart was in the way? The doors to the two-car garage were closed and Merilee's old Toyota, in addition to Matt's old Hyundai, they were parked near the house.

Rose said as if she read Laura's thought. They made their way out of the mansion and to the driveway, where their ride was waiting. They got in, and the driver ignited the engines and soon drove off. **** * SCOTT'S MANSION* The car drove into the mansion that looked like a paradise. It had huge walls that shone like gold in the sunlight. The roof was made of sparkling glass that reflected the colors of the rainbow. A beautiful garden surrounded the mansion, filled with rare flowers and trees that smelled sweet. A clear blue pool glimmered in the center of the garden, surrounded by comfortable chairs and umbrellas.

Chris asked without taking his eyes off it. “What a dump,” Scott said. Rebecca didn’t answer. She counted roof tiles in the grass, rot-soft timber, rusted cans, a shopping trolley tipped on its side in the garden. “You’re sure this was a bargain?” “Of course,” Chris said, forcing a grin. “You don’t think I got ripped off?” “Yes,” Rebecca and Scott said together. He eased the car around a cracked urn and parked. Doors thumped. Air smelled of eucalyptus and wet, sour earth. The family stepped into the courtyard and went quiet, eyes up.

Your heart thumping faster," I wrapped my arm around his neck. He was not alone feeling the stimulation of adrenaline rushing through his veins...I too was in the cue. Suddenly an intense mechanical sound of the brake of the car reaches the ears, and with it, our car stopped moving forward. I sat straight into my place and tried to watch out through the heavily tinted car windows. Within a few bits, the car door by my side got opened and a hand extended towards me urged me to hold it. Grasping the hand I stepped out of the car and took a quick glance at the surround. The sun was about to set. The faint golden light of the setting afternoon spread all around. The crimson glow in the eastern s

"It's a place of peacefulness and beauty, away from the crowd. A secret haven just for us." Fiona's eyes widened, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "A hidden garden?" she repeated, her voice filled with wonder. "That sounds absolutely enchanting, Scott. Lead the way." As they walked further down the illuminated pathway, the sounds of music and laughter from the ball gradually faded away. The air grew fragrant with the scent of blooming flowers and fresh grass. The gentle glow from the pathway illuminated the lush greenery that surrounded them. Soon, they arrived at a wrought-iron gate adorned with intricate patterns of vines and flowers. Scott reached into his pocket and pulled out

Alan said, looking at me with a shake of his head. My hands clenched into fists, Yuwen who had just entered the living room also shook his head. “There are no traces in the backyard, but I did find the ground slightly scuffed. It looks like it's a used car!” I quickly headed for the gate, then stopped under a tree. The grass below seems to blend with the mud from the rain. The car marks were still imprinted, though they were a little blurry because they were obscured by the rain. “Surprisingly, I didn't find Teresa's car, Lio? Is it possible…”

But I was feeling tipsy, and something about him just made me want to say yes. As I took his hand, he guided me through the winding corridors of his home, leading me to a hidden back door that I hadn't noticed before. We stepped out into a breathtakingly beautiful garden, a vibrant oasis that took my breath away. The garden was a kaleidoscope of colors, with every imaginable hue of flower blooming in harmony. Lush vines cascaded over an intricate network of arches, trellises, and fencing, creating a sense of enchantment that surrounded us on all sides.

I asked. "You are too scared, why would there be a forbidden place in this beautiful place? C'mon, let's go." Cassie urged. "Life is all about risks." Cara too urged. Okay then! "Let's move." We both jogged and leapt, walking around till we got out of the quarters surroundings entirely. It led to a small garden, the garden seemed to be the most beautiful one I had ever seen. It was small, very small but very beautiful you made me believe that good thing as usual does not come in huge quantities and even when they do, they do not last, just as Alpha Kayden being good to me would not last when he gets his mate.

Embarrassing. Ben put a hand on my shoulder. It was a strong touch, an assurance. "Don't listen to him, Nat. Not worth it." I nodded. But that sting was buried deep, into a place where no words of comfort could reach it. ---- By the time we reached home, the night had fallen heavy over the estate. The Hayes mansion loomed ahead, bathed in silver floodlights, its marble pillars standing tall and unyielding. Carved beauty in stone, cold and unreachable.

“Fine. Ten minutes. With security.” “Fifteen,” I bargained. His mouth twitched—not quite a smile, but close enough to feel like a small victory. “Twelve.” I grinned despite myself. “Deal.” ⸻ The gardens were sprawling and perfect, like something ripped out of a glossy magazine. Roses climbed trellises, fountains burbled with expensive serenity, and even the gravel paths seemed carefully arranged. It was beautiful, but in a way that felt staged—like the world’s most extravagant illusion.