Chapter 64

Blossom POV

Tears blurred my vision as I wandered through the seemingly endless maze of hallways and doors, unsure of my destination. I recalled descending a staircase, yet it seemed to elude me now. Pressing my back against the cool stone wall, I allowed myself to slide down into a crouched position, where the tears fell unabated for a brief yet poignant moment.

"Lost in every possible way," I muttered to the empty hallway. After drying my tears and regaining some mental clarity, I caught a whiff of something calming and familiar—a mix of floral and pine. Intrigued, I followed the scent down the hall, finding a narrow staircase that led outside to a stunning garden. The moon, in its crescent phase, illuminated the chilled, clear night sky. A marble bench sat before a dormant fountain, offering a rare imperfection in the otherwise flawless manor. "At least something around here is less than perfect," I murmured, somewhat envious of the grandeur surrounding me.

"Hey, I'm not that ugly