“My mother-in-law hated it. She was very livid and told the gardener to uproot the entire bed. She didn’t instruct them to replace the flowers, though, so no one dared to do anything about it,” explained Laura. “After that, it just… stays barren.”

No sooner after she finished, the trio heard the sound of a baby crying. Laura quickly rushed ahead of them into the living room.

“Rose was Declan’s mother’s name. It was also her favorite flower, so she used to plant rows and rows of rose beds in the garden. So, the first thing anyone would think about when they look at the roses would be her,” said Brendan, picking up the explanation Laura left off.

Deirdre was stunned. “So that’s why,” she muttered. “I still can’t believe the matron of a powerful, elite family could not even stomach the sight of some harmless roses, though.”

Brendan snickered. “If she had a bigger heart, Declan’s mother wouldn’t have died.”

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing. We’re here.”

Brendan held Deirdre’s hand and led her