His Broken Angel
There were trees whose leaves were entirely maroon, yellow, orange, and blue, and even a bonsai that was nothing but branches, colored purple.
"Oh my God, this place is truly like paradise!" Claire headed toward a pond surrounded by trees with colorful leaves.
“Arsen, look, there’s a mini waterfall! Hey, there are fish too! Wow, this place really makes me feel so happy,” Claire exclaimed, her eyes sparkling and her face beaming.
Arsen smiled at the joy radiating from her makeup-free face. He approached her, who had now moved again to a curved wooden bridge over a small, crystal-clear stream.
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