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The secretary forced out a smile at them again as her eyes locked with Sadiqah’s sister’s. They have been sitting at the reception room for over one hour… “He has some visitors.” The secretary explained and they both know they had to wait and they did wait and it is been over an hour that they have been waiting. “Just be patient.” Her sister had told her. Some few minutes later, the door opened and they heard some laughter and the guests came out; it was Aziza, Musadiq with Hibah in his hands.

If I wasn’t freaking out about my secret being found out before I am ready to tell it, I might actually think Mack’s behavior was sweet. I watch as Mack shows Doc Edwards to the front door. “I ordered some stuff from Maggie’s. You didn’t eat much today. You must be starving.” My stomach growls at the mention of Maggie’s. They have the best dessert and appetizers. “Got a little bit of everything. Scary movie night is back on.” I guess that explains what he was doing on his phone. “Are we really not going to talk about what happened tonight?” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“We’ll be back.” Without waiting for a response, I led Eleanor down the dimly lit hallway, away from the suffocating weight of Kate’s condition. Through the side doors, we stepped into the night, the cold air wrapping around us. I took her to the secret garden hidden behind the mansion, a place untouched by the world’s chaos. The soft glow of lanterns flickered against the wooden trellises wrapped in thick vines, their leaves casting shifting shadows across the mossy stone path. Roses in shades of crimson and ivory bloomed in tangled clusters, their scent thick and intoxicating. The fountain at the center trickled softly, its water reflecting the stars.

With a soft click, the gate swung open, revealing the hidden garden beyond. "How did you have the keys to the garden?" Fiona asked, surprised. Scott grinned mischievously at Fiona's question. "Well, let's just say I have my ways," he replied, winking playfully. "I stumbled upon this garden during one of my explorations, and I couldn't resist its allure. It felt like a secret world waiting to be discovered." Fiona chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. "You and your audacious spirit," she said affectionately. "I'm glad you found this hidden gem. It already feels like a magical place."

What was the point of a secret passage if it did not lead to anything? She felt around, but there was nothing. The surface had no levers, buttons, or protrusions. She let out a deep sigh in disappointment. She checked her CID. Maybe, there was some information on it. The screen lit up the moment she tapped it. There was a creaking noise as the surface in front of her automatically slid aside. The scene that unfolded in front of her eyes took her breath away. It was too beautiful to be described in words. There was a beautiful garden. However, it appeared more like a forest. Vines had covered most of the trees. Small shrubs and plants grew close together, leaving no path to walk. It looked

He starts to say something, but I cut him off by saying something first, "He is right. If we are going to do this, we have to be more careful. It is obvious that we both want this, but this is neither the time nor the place for it. Tomorrow, Brad will be working and I have a secret place we can meet, so no one will ever know." Dean looks at me hungrily, but I can tell that the spark is already cooling down for the moment. He answers briefly, "Alright, then where and when?" "I have a secret garden on the west side of the property, just past the big fallen oak tree. If you look on the south side, there is a vine covered entrance. It isn't immediately obvious that it is a door, unless you

The scent of damp earth and wildflowers filled the air as they climbed through a gap in the hedge. “This used to be so beautiful,” Isabelle whispered, running her fingers over a weathered stone bench. “It was our secret place. My mother and I would come here to escape, to dream.” Michael glanced around, his flashlight scanning the ivy-covered trellis, the forgotten rose bushes. “If she hid the key here, where would it be?” Isabelle took a deep breath, her eyes falling on a small stone fountain in the center of the garden. Though moss had overtaken its edges, she could still make out the engraved words at its base.

“Leave my Mary Kay out of this, Adams. They saved my life in high school, more than you did. Should you be there alone, Adams?” I was creeping around like a bloody stalker. “Houses don’t swallow people unless there’s an earthquake.” I must have stepped on something, cause it clicked and I heard something shift like a door sliding so I went toward it and found something. “Babe, there’s a secret underground here.” I whispered “What! Tell me I didn’t hear you clearly, Adams. Adams?” “Jess? Jay? Jessica. ..” The line had gone dead and the secret door went back up. So I tried to retrace my steps and find whatever switch I had activated.

I asked her. “Well as my informant had said the secret garden is located on the oldest mountain called OLD and you must pass through the oldest forest on that mountain but I don’t know where that is located but rest assured that once you reach there, you can find where to go next,” Arianna explained it to me. “Hmm… that looks so easy,” I remarked after hearing what Arianna had said.

“I just… I didn’t want anyone to hear us.” “Oh, okay…” She trusted so easily. So naive—it made me sick to my stomach. We entered the garden. Not the pretty part everyone saw at the front—the real garden. The one behind the vines and stone path, where the wild flowers had overgrown and the statues stood cracked and hidden in the dark. I used to come here all the time with Jake. When we were younger, this was our secret hide and seek spot. He always found me first—always. But tonight? This place was perfect for something else.