By late afternoon the following day, a torrential summer thunderstorm had rolled across the Cotswold hills, turning the manicured gardens of Ravenwood Manor into a dramatic landscape of splashing puddles and weeping willow boughs. Camille had taken refuge in the estate’s historic Victorian glass conservatory. Spanning over three thousand square feet, the glass pavilion was a lush, tropical oasis of exotic orchids, towering date palms, and fragrant night-blooming jasmine, warmed…
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