One Day I Inherited a House From My Late Neighbor Who Hated Me, but His One Condition Made Me Act Like Never Before
I always thought my irritable old neighbor, Mr. Sloan, lived just to destroy my life. But the morning he dumped dirt all over my roses, I had no idea he’d already prepared something that would trap me forever.
I worked as a florist, taking floral orders over the internet and word of mouth. That summer, wedding requests saved me.
My garden’s roses were in high demand among brides.
I brewed myself a cup of coffee and sat on the porch with my notebook. I took a sip, looked at the flower garden, and almost choked.
What the hell…
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