*Georgina's P.O.V.*
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My eyebrows met in wonder as to why is that there are some plant parts on my windowsill. Leaves and flowers.
Could that ginger leave these here? What could be these for?
A smile slowly crept on my face as I picked up the flowers that were bound together with a palm leaf. The lovely thing is that the flowers are of three different colors.
Wait a damn minute... these flowers are familiar.
Mhmm, it’s Mom’s common zinnia at the side of our house. I was almost delighted, but I just shook my head lightly as I chuckled with that girl’s resourcefulness. I hope my mother won't notice that they're gone.
As I am about to pick up the leaves, something caught my attention right outside on our lawn.
“What the…?” I uttered as I looked at it with a huge smile as I opened my
