Back to peace
Days later, the garden looked and felt different. Linda sat back in her lounge chair, glass of wine in hand, breathing in the familiar scents of magnolia and fresh grass. The breeze carried with it comfort instead of dread, brushing against her cheek softly. She closed her eyes, savoring the calm. The shadows that once haunted every corner had lifted, leaving behind only the quiet beauty she once took for granted.
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