Fresh.
Perfectly arranged.
I knelt down, brushing my fingers across the petals.
“That’s strange,” I whispered.
“What is?” Alice called from behind me.
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Fresh.
Perfectly arranged.
I knelt down, brushing my fingers across the petals.
“That’s strange,” I whispered.
“What is?” Alice called from behind me.