The air was heavy with the scent of blooming flowers, a reminder of the beauty that once thrived here.
As I sat, I realized that the meeting would be a turning point.
The decision to sell the estate or keep it would be more than just a financial one—it would be about preserving a legacy or letting it fade into memory.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
It was my aunt, her expression unreadable.
“We need to talk about the meeting,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.
I nodded, bracing myself for the conversation.
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