Six years later
Edinburgh, England.
Alice packed her hair in a neat bun, ready for the day.
She had so much to do today.
It was the old Mr and Mrs Daniel’s granddaughter’s wedding this afternoon and she was to deliver and arrange all the flowers. Thank Goodness she had arranged most of the flowers with her assistant Maria the previous day.
She put some pins in her hair to prevent it from getting out of place. It had a habit of always doing that when she was done.
Then she arranged the imaginary lines on her dress and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked alright.
Then she walked out of her room and down to the room beside hers.
She hoped she was awake.
She opened the door and saw her six year old daughter still lying comfortably in her bed.
Alice rolled her eyes.
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