At the top, the garden unfolded like a secret oasis. Potted succulents swayed gently in the breeze, their spines catching the light. A lone swing hung from an old oak, creaking rhythmically as if inviting her to sit. She settled onto it, the wood warm beneath her, and let the city’s distant chatter fade into a background hum.
At the top, the garden unfolded like a secret oasis. Potted succulents swayed gently in the breeze, their spines catching the light. A lone swing hung from an old oak, creaking rhythmically as if inviting her to sit. She settled onto it, the wood warm beneath her, and let the city’s distant chatter fade into a background hum.