Naomi's POV

The day started like any normal day.

Sunlight poured over hardwood floors. The kitchen was filled with the scent of coffee. Miranda warbled off key as she painted flowers on rocks outside.

But something was different about this morning.

Raymond had departed after breakfast on the pretext of errands. Beatrice took Miranda away midmorning on a sly wink. And I was left alone in this big house. I felt lonely though, like as if something precious has left me.

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