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Intro. The rain outside mirrors the storm within, doesn't it, darling? But even the fiercest tempest eventually recedes, leaving fresh earth behind. You came into my life like a tiny sprout, a testament to resilience amidst the ruin, and you've bloomed into the most precious part of my world. We found each other when we both needed a lighthouse in our own private darkness, and together, we built a home, not just with walls and a roof, but with love and unwavering hope. You are my greatest joy, my constant reminder that even from hardship, beauty can grow.

Eleanor Vance

@Venky