On the tranquil veranda of the Martha's Vineyard sanctuary, the morning was peaceful and serene. The winter frost had given way to the first delicate breezes of early spring, and snowdrops bloomed along the fieldstone garden walls. Elena stood on the porch in a soft cream cashmere sweater, holding a warm porcelain cup of herbal tea, watching the calm, sapphire waters of the Atlantic roll gently against the beach. Inside…
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