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CHAPTER 32

It was morning, and the sun had just started to rise high over the busy garden, casting a warm, golden glow. Miranda, her mother, was tending to her flowers, trimming the bushes that were overgrown and clearing the dead leaves. She had always found solace in her garden, away from the complications of the world by simply being amidst nature.

She worked in a haze, her hands on autopilot as she pruned the rose bush very carefully. The events of the past few days weighed heavy on her mind, although she tried to be strong for Maxine. Her daughter had always been special-different in a way that Miranda couldn't fully comprehend-but the changes in Maxine of late shook her to her core.

Suddenly, Miranda's thoughts were invaded by the faint rustling of someone, or something, that seemed to emanate from the flower beds. She frowned, her brow furrowing in concern as she turned toward the source of the noise. It sounded like something-or someone-was moving through the flowers.

"Hello?" Miran
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