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little sunflowers stitched along the hem.
My MIL Turned My Bathroom Into a Spa Using All My Stuff So I Planned the Perfect Revenge – Story of the Day
That dress always smelled like sunshine and fabric softener. And her perfume still lingered in the hallway, vanilla and lavender, soft and ghostlike. Some nights, I’d swear I could smell it drifting past my door, like she was checking in on me one last time.
