Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Flora stood there nonchalantly, one hand tucked in her pocket. She wasn't particularly tall at 5'5", but next to Orla, who was just 5'1", she seemed to tower over her. Some folks just have that presence; they don't need to do anything special to draw everyone's attention.

Flora was one of those people.

The moment she showed up, it was like Orla's light dimmed, making her look almost insignificant.

"What's your name?"

Earlier, Flora hadn't gotten a good look at her from a distance. Now, up close, her brows knitted together as she took in Orla's features.

"I'm Orla!"

Orla replied with a smile, her almond-shaped eyes squinting cutely.

Flora's pupils narrowed. Orla...

Hmm.

Sisters with that Susan?

She licked the back of her teeth and smiled, walking past Orla to her own desk. She pulled out a paper from the drawer and handed it to Orla.

"Since you're so brilliant, take a look at this."

Orla took the paper, a flicker of disdain crossing her eyes when she saw the title.

The topic was old news, thoroughly beaten to death by others. It was like picking through leftovers.

But as she read on, her initial contempt vanished, replaced by shock.

How could this woman write something of this caliber?

The topic might have been overdone, but Flora's approach was entirely unique! Even Mr. Atticus had written on a similar topic, but his work was nothing compared to Flora's! It was like night and day! And Orla was no exception.

There were entire sections that left her utterly baffled.

"This..."

The reporters were still watching. Orla tried to keep her cool, "It's good. There are some

could use a bit more

Darcy sneered.

They all knew Flora's talent.

Even Dr. Ray sometimes struggled to understand her work; how could Orla claim it lacked rigor?

The reporters sensed something was up with Orla.

Just a while ago, she had confidently critiqued Darcy's paper. So why the sudden hesitation?

"I..."

Orla began to sweat, not expecting Flora to be such a tough nut to crack.

She stared at the paper. She recognized every word, but together they made no sense to her.

How could Flora possibly write something like this?

It had to be plagiarized!

Wait...

Plagiarism?!

Orla's eyes widened as she scanned the paper again. It did seem familiar, like she had seen it somewhere

before but hadn't made the

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connection.

After a quick second look, she was sure of it; it was plagiarized!

Her initial panic melted away. She

thought Flora must be incredibly et

dumb to present a plagiarized work in front of the media.

She was going to take her down today!

"Sis, did you write this paper yourself?" She looked at her, silently challenging her.

Technically, she was older than Flora, but being called 'sis' by her made Flora's skin crawl.

She nodded nonchalantly.

"Are you sure?" Orla pressed again.