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he said in a mocking, disdainful tone. I lowered my head and picked up the scarf. That night, Sean suddenly grabbed it from the couch and hurried out in his wheelchair. I thought that he had just lied about not liking it. Worried that he might catch a cold, I quietly followed him. However, I saw him give the scarf to Josie, who was waiting outside. “Josie, this scarf is for you. You don’t need to buy clothes for the stray dogs anymore. Wendy’s scarf is warm. You can lay it on their bed.”

Unexpectedly, she lost her footing and tumbled off a cliff. The wind roared past her ears as she fell. Selena was filled with indignant regret. She hadn't yet gotten to live her own life, so she couldn't accept that she would die just like this. Yet, as she fell further and further, the speed of her descent increasing, she could only accept her fate and close her eyes. If she could have a second chance at life, she didn't want to be a daughter born to the Yane family, nor did she want to meet Zachary again.

"Rosa, can you give Carlo back to me? I'm pregnant with his child. The baby needs a father." She looked at me with red eyes, acting so fragile. I frowned, trying to step around her. Suddenly, Gemma flashed a twisted smile and slid a knife out of her sleeve. She grabbed my wrist, forced the handle into my hand, and then slashed her own arm with the blade. "Ah! Help! You've gone mad, Rosa! You're trying to kill me?! It hurts! No! Save my baby!" Gemma screamed as she collapsed on the floor, blood pouring from her arm and pooling beneath her.

I didn’t bother to argue. We hurried into the forest, searching high and low for the herbs I had in mind—Heaven’s Petal and Yellow Reprieve. The former was purely medicinal, meant to be chewed into a paste and then applied to a wound as an antibiotic. The latter was for pain. I explained this to Kade, and we split up to search. I found the Heaven’s Petal hidden beneath the rotting log of a fallen tree, its soft white flowers nearly invisible amongst the thick underbrush. I gathered everything I could find.

“Eve, I’ve cut ties with Mandy and sent the two children away. I swear, I’ll never let her or those children she gave birth to appear in front of you ever again. From now on, my heart and my body belong only to you. I’ll also transfer all of my inheritance into your name. “I know I was wrong. Please, give me one more chance. I swear I won’t betray you again. If I ever do, you can throw me out of the house and make me leave with nothing.”

At that moment, though, he was exhausted. The contents in the thumb drive made him realize that everything felt like it was crushing down. His beautiful childhood sweetheart, Josie Law, was not the person she seemed to be. His wife, whom he thought would wait for him forever, had left him just like that. She even left him things that were enough to destroy him once and for all. There was one last file he had yet to open. Inside were just four words. [Don't look for me.] Xander knew what she meant. If he went looking for her, she would expose those lethal materials to the world.

Outside, the wind rattles the trees, shaking loose the first of the autumn leaves. Finally, Josh exhales and steps back. “Forget that for now, Ari,” he says, voice softer now. “It’s too early in the season for this.” I nod, holding my phone tight against my chest. As he leaves, closing the door behind him, saying nothing and everything all at once. I let the wind carry the weight of everything—the missing summers, the distance, the cracks forming between us, the unspoken promises. Autumn has begun, and everything feels like it’s falling. But maybe… just maybe… Some roots, some seasons, are strong enough to survive it.

Something or someone was pulling the wind in. I quickly followed the direction of the wind and stopped. Elara sat on a rock, white silvery hair with a purple stripe flowing with the air. The moon casting a soft glow made her look ethereal. In her hands was a glowing white lotus, shining brightly. White Lotus: Identity detected. Elara Goldmane Host! Please let me sleep. Remember you still have a mission to complete. Go and sleep, the system cried, but I ignored it, staring fixedly at the ethereal beauty in front of me.

she whispered, her voice filled with worry. With a deep breath, she stepped outside onto their small porch, the one with a few flower beds around it. She peered into the quiet night, hoping to see Kristen walking down the path. But there was no sign of her. “It might rain soon… the wind is picking up,” she murmured. Just as she turned to go back inside, a gust of wind swept through the garden, sending flower petals flying in every direction. She paused and looked down. One rose, still attached to its stem, had bent gently in the wind. She knelt and touched it softly.

A hush falls over the space, tension crackling like an impending storm. “It’s not possible. It’s not true.” The voice is like wind chimes in a storm—melodic, yet trembling with disbelief. A shiver of energy courses through the room, setting every hair on edge. The petals that had been scattered moments before suddenly whirl into a vortex beside the bed, twisting and spinning, their soft pink hues intensifying into a radiant gold. Light flickers like fireflies in the air, and then, as if reality itself bends to a greater will, the petals shift—molding, shaping, solidifying into a man.