There are moments that divide a life into *before* and *after*. Amara Scott never noticed the exact moment hers began. Perhaps it was the day someone started leaving flowers where only she would find them. Or the first time Tom Riddle looked at her like he already knew how her story ended. Or perhaps it had begun long before either of them realized. As autumn settles over Hogwarts, the castle feels different. The corridors seem to whisper. Friendships fracture beneath invisible pressure. Memories begin to shift around the edges until Amara can no longer tell whether she's uncovering the truth... or losing it. Because someone is always watching. Someone always seems to know where she'll be. Someone keeps planting doubts so quietly that, by the time she notices them, they've already taken root. The cruelest lies are never spoken loudly. They bloom. Before Amara realizes she's been carefully, patiently pulled away from everything she thought she knew, she can no longer remember where she began. Some stories end with a villain. Others begin with one. **Wildflower** is a haunting tale of obsession, devotion, and the terrifying beauty of being seen by someone who refuses to let you go.