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Chapter 3 I Hope My Little Babies Are Safe And Sound

Word Count: 1078    |    Released on: 09/04/2021

person coming at the Anderson mansion was not that much of a significant figure

just did not want to pay a

n, everyone was playi

of her Elian. He was really easygoing, so she also loved easygoing things. Easy t

ad told her already about him, and not play riddles, so Zaria stopped pa

he had not seen her garden for a wh

hout noticing the luggage in front of her and took her route to her garden. She wanted t

would talk to her flowers about her feelings for Elian for hour

nd Uncle John o

uncing even. The day was good. She should wake up earl

a

ffing sense was really extraordinarily incredible among other people. Lisa often j

was disturbed. Someone

the person who dared not follow her wishes. Let's see how much of a

want the intruder to be alerted. What if he ran a

, yet. No harm was done to her lilies, and even her jasmine flowers were safe, too! H

n, all the flowers she had tirelessly grown with her blood, sweat and tears would be annih

d happen if

ght came into her min

y little babies a

re, Lotus pound was save and little lotus flowers in there were not harmed, Sunflowers we

She had counted again

g now. She could not remember what was it,

aga

t? It was her most favouri

er preci

red in the memory of her late mother, Cassandra Smith. Zaria still remembered how her mother used to talk about having a lavender field near her ho

y one pot. Growing that one pot was difficult too, as there wer

se it. After all, it w

was missing! It was onl

ew, but her lavender was not

was holding it? Much less, a man. Who was t

ossible, but with Zaria Smith, it was different! She wanted

ook like she was actually fourteen or fifteen. She was an ad

not grow

n like the

nema to watch that famous assassin movie with her friends from high sch

care about what people are thinking about her? She is shouting so loud. What an imprudent child. Our fourteen years are bet

een y

ild who was not listening to anyone and

because of

nt she had felt that time. After all, her s

terly hum

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