It was a quiet, golden afternoon — the kind of day that felt like peace had finally come to stay. The garden behind the mansion glowed beneath the soft warmth of the sun, the faint scent of roses and freshly cut grass hanging in the air. Roman and Ava sat together beneath the white pergola, a bowl of mixed fruits between them, their laughter blending with the chirping of birds in the nearby trees.Ava tilted her head back, smiling as she watched a pair of small birds flutter past. “They’re so beautiful,” she said softly, her voice full of wonder.Roman grinned, plucking a strawberry from the bowl and handing it to her. “Not as beautiful as you,” he said with a teasing glint in his eye.She rolled her eyes and took a playful bite, but as she did, a loose strand of her hair kept falling into her face. “Ugh, this hair!” she grumbled, trying to pack it back into place, but the silky strands kept slipping from her fingers.Roman chuckled. “Here, let me help you,” he said, shifting closer.
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