She stood pressed against the white spiked fence, gazing longingly at the lavender-covered main house and associated grounds. Behind the grove of trees, lay the swimming pond with the white sand beach she’d been happy to sunbathe on years ago.
Hands gripped the slender metal spires that formed the primary way to keep outsiders out. It completely surrounded the estate, separating it and everyone in it from the rest of the world.
It’d been a harsh lesson. Acting in a unilateral fashion wasn’t necessarily welcomed, but success had to be the result for assured forgiveness. She’d failed.
Tears fell.
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