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The morning sun cast a warm glow over Julia\u2019s yard as she knelt in the dirt, her gloved hands gently patting down the soil around her blooming roses.\n\n
The soft scent of the flowers mingled with the crisp air, momentarily easing the tension she had been feeling.\n\n
This was her sanctuary\u2014a place where everything felt manageable.\n\n
Then came the voice she had been dreading.\n\n
\u201cGood morning, Julia. Up so early and already working on your garden? Impressive,\u201d Nancy called out, her overly sweet tone barely masking her usual condescension.\n\n