There were seven roses, each one lush and perfectly formed. I admired them carefully. Suddenly, Dolly leaned in close, her face just inches from mine. "Eve, did you notice something?" I blinked. "What?" She pointed at me. "Look in the mirror." Confused, I turned to the mirror and froze. The reflection staring back at me was completely different from the person I had been just a couple of weeks ago when I walked out of the hospital. Back then, my face had been pale and lifeless, drained of energy. My eyes were dull, heavy with exhaustion and despair. But now, my skin was radiant, my lips curved into an undeniable smile, and my eyes—bright, full of warmth, brimming with something I hadn’t seen in myself for a long time. I hesitated, reaching up to touch my own face, as if to make sure it was really me. Dolly leaned in again, eyes narrowing. "Okay, spill. This was from Mr. Wynn, wasn’t it?" Panic surged through me. I quickly blurted out, "Uh—this is from a store I
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