After closing the door, she leaned back against it, a smirk forming on her lips as she heard the man outside also retreating to his room. With a light heart, she made her way to the bed. The room was filled with the subtle scent of lavender, a fragrance that promised a good night's sleep. Sylvia closed her eyes, shifting a few times before drifting off into a deep slumber. Meanwhile, the light in the room next door stayed on until 3 a.m. before finally going out.

The next morning, Grandpa Jarvis was taking his usual stroll in the garden when he saw Gabriel jogging back from his morning run.

"Morning, Grandpa!" Gabriel greeted, stepping inside with sweat beading his forehead and his hair damp from the morning mist.

Grandpa Jarvis chuckled, "Up with the dawn for a jog? Did you have trouble sleeping, or perhaps you didn't sleep at all?"

Gabriel, ever so composed, replied, "With the lavender sachets you gave me, I slept like a log!"

be. Estelle's probably catching up on her sleep too. If

she appeared radiant, clad in a cozy, oversized taupe sweater, her hair

into the sunlight

to invite you for breakfast.

replied, her smile

continued toward his room as Sylvia lingered in the corridor. The morning transformed the garden into a scene markedly different from the night. Under the wooden pergola, the vibrant greens of pine and cypress stood majestically, with birds chirping and pecking at pine cones, adding liveliness

her gaze, she noticed

her to wait, but he didn't say she

cool, fresh scent. She paused at the door, her eyes

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