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HYACINTH
Jackson didn't allow me out of the small house for two days. In that time, we'd done more naked things than I could have ever imagined. The only reason he was helping don my dress—the dress I’d wore to the wedding—was because someone had knocked on the door. We'd ignored it, but it was the signal that we would have to return to the world outside of his bedroom. It must have been Iris or Dahlia, even Poppy. We'd surprised them all with the wedding, and then quickly left them afterward, so they were likely itching to corner me for details. Two days of silence was actually impressive considering their complete lack of patience. I could only assume Miss Trudy had ordered them to remain away, but her word only held for so long.
“I should torture them all by going to see Rose first
