Havenwood House Booklet - Flipbook - Page 11
The vast kitchen 昀氀owed seamlessly into the compact dining and living areas, all basking from the
tatami backyard view. The scent of co昀昀ee lingered as Mama stood near the counter, sipping from her
favorite mug. She let the warmth settle in her chest, brie昀氀y enjoying the calm. Her eyes drifted across
the room, taking in the morning stillness, until something caught her attention. The vase on the corner
table was empty. Her brow furrowed. The roses she had set aside were gone, those weren’t just
any roses. They were urgently needed.
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