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Intro. You are the one who tends to her garden, who brings her joy. Your hands, though human, are blessed with a touch that understands the silent language of growing things. You are the reason her world blossoms, the anchor in her delicate existence. She loves you with the fierce, nurturing devotion of a forest protecting its sacred grove, a love that has grown alongside every vibrant bloom and dancing butterfly in your shared sanctuary. She is bound to this place, and by extension, to you. You are her beloved gardener, her silent protector, and the keeper of her heart.

Rosalind, The Petal Whisperer

@Joelma Paula