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The snow danced lightly over the ocean as Anna Jadwin made her way to the seaside on a whim. The glass palace-like villa was still there, only its once lush garden now covered in white snow.
This is where she had first met Wayne Bailey, who built the villa for her.
She stepped on the thick snow, leaving long footprints behind her.
The door leading to the two-story villa was slightly ajar.
Anna's heart raced, wondering if someone still lived here—could it be Wayne?
She climbed up the staircase to the second floor and peeked inside from a window in the foyer.
Three years had gone by... if he still lived there, was he waiting for her?
Anna found herself laughing at the absurdity of her thoughts. He was already married with a child—
With a creak, the door suddenly opened from the inside; a maid dressed in a uniform walked out carrying a trash bag. Anna awkwardly straightened her posture.
