MAID OF REVENGE
Whatever was written inside, one thing was certain — this simple gesture had just shattered the quiet, invisible life I had worked so hard to maintain.
Ara stood frozen in the bustling school corridor, her wide eyes brimming with quiet wonder. Sunlight filtered through the tall windows, casting a golden glow over the exquisite bouquet in Crissy’s hands—vibrant roses in deep crimson and soft blush, interspersed with delicate sprays of baby’s breath and lush green ferns.
The arrangement was breathtaking, clearly expensive, its sweet floral scent cutting through the faint smell of chalk dust and polished floors. Who could have sent something so beautiful? Ara wondered, her heart fluttering with
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