Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

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The sky seemed draped in a layer of black cloth, devoid of any light, pressing down with an oppressive darkness that made it hard to

breathe

In September, Cedarvale had been suffocating for nearly half a month before welcoming its first storm.

The young girl was in a bitched state, kneeling on the ground, her body soaked by the rain and on the verge of collapsing. The man stood in front of het staring at her through the thick curtain of rain, his eyes filled with desolation and disappointment.

Flora, you could even push someone down the stairs! You don’t like him, but it doesn’t mean you can treat him like this! Get on your knees right here and think about what you’ve done!”

“Dad, my sister is still young Please calm down. Il go and explains to the Stonnells.

It was the voices of her father and brother….

Flora struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and through the thick rain, she could barely make out the two blurry figures

So, what they say about seeing illusions before you die is true.

It had been three years since her father and brother passed away, and this was the first time Flora had seen them in her dreams.

She knew they hated het, hated her for ruining the Irving family, so much so that they wouldn’t even appear in her dreams

And then there was Connor, the man who loved her to his very bones…

The rain was heavy, like stones crashing down, and Flora desperately wanted to say something to her father and brother, but she had no strength left not even a little.

gave way, and the world turned

Flora woke up, her eyes were met with the glaring brightness of an incandescent light, and

Aaron locked her in

Where was this?

her eyes,

sat up abruptly from the

her

hadn’t the Irving family home been sealed off

wasn’t a dream, and a ludicrous

rebom? What about her

questions swirling in her mind. She abruptly threw off

to leave

the staircase Haven’t you knelt

do you think you’re going? Planning to

turned around abruptly. The man was in his forties, with a steady gait, approaching her now with an anger that seemed hard

initially funous, but the sight of her crying softened his heart. Then he remembered how she pushed someone down the stairs and his

moving, barely hearing what he said. Her tears flowed even more fiercely, overwhelmed by the sight of

had indeed punished her too

know you don’t like Conner, but

down

skipped

She remembered

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suggestion to fake

had been rebom