Chapter 15; Reason to Live

"Miss, you don't have to. We can help you," the maids pleaded, concern etched on their faces. It was afternoon, and Alexia was already drenched in sweat, her hands smeared with dirt. If the master came home and found her like this...

"It's fine. I used to do this with my mom; it's no big deal," she reassured them, waving them off. "I'm almost done anyway."

By 1:30, she was finished. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and smiled, admiring her work. The once somber black mansion now bloomed with life—tulips, roses, lilies, hibiscus, daisies, violets, and sunflowers adorned the garden, transforming it into a vibrant masterpiece. Satisfied, she hummed softly and headed upstairs to shower.