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The weather has matched his mood perfectly for twenty-three days now. Twenty-three days. Twenty-three days since Flora's demise. Twenty-three days of this purgatory, watching her breathe but not live. "I brought you a good book you are gonna like," Lucas says, reaching into his messenger bag. He pulls out a dog-eared copy of *Pride and Prejudice*, its spine cracked from frequent reading. "I thought I might read to you again today. The nurses say that's good—that you might be able to hear me." He opens to where the bookmark indicates his progress and clears his throat.

With a gentle smile, Mitchell began reading a tale of enchantment and adventure from one of her favorite story books. "Once upon a time, in the enchanting land of a Faraway kingdom, there lived a curious little fairy named Sophia. With sparkling wings that shined like the stars in the night sky, Sophia had a special gift; she could make flowers bloom with a mere touch and bring joy to all living creatures.

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My eyes widened when I remembered what this flower was so I quickly looked up and saw a dead flower there. I stood up quickly because I just noticed that he was really dead! The stems are dried and darkened. "How did it die?" I can't help asking because based on the book, it won't die. But why is he dead? I pulled out its stems and they were all really dead, but I noticed something underneath. There is a seedling. It has small leaves, but it looks like a very small horseradish. Is it the child of a dead flower? It can, because they say it never dies. Maybe it's just like a snake changing its clothes, but that's impossible. But I can't think of anything, and that's all.

He walked out of the room not bothering to wait for him. Feng Shao huffed and followed him to the hall. He could see beautiful flower beds on the sides of the pathways which he was walking on. He could also smell the calming fragrance. And some medicinal herbs used merely for the purpose of decoration. The sun was shining so brightly with a wonderful breeze accompanying the heat that was making multiple hazes on the soils. It was a wonder as to why those flowers were thriving nicely in such a weather. "We're here." The little boy announced in a bored tone.

Whispers followed her every step. Freya's daughter. Freya's child. Freya's successor. Valir himself leaned forward. Smiling. Expectant. Maya wanted to run. But she stood firm. Then, she raised her hand. A white blossom emerged from the soil. Perfect. Beautiful. Alive. Gasps erupted. Then she remembered her promise to her mother. Slowly. Secretly. She prayed a silent apology to the flower she had grown. The flower wilted. Its petals curled inward. Its stem bent. Its life vanished.

Lucas sat decadently in his dim study when an encrypted email suddenly popped up on his computer screen. It was from the ten million dollar bounty he had posted on the dark web. The photo was blurry, the background an unknown small town in the Northern Territory. Inside a flower shop, a woman was turned sideways to the camera, trimming a pot of white flowers. It was "Moonflower." My favorite flower. Although it was just a silhouette, the hand Lucas used to hold the mouse trembled violently. That familiar outline, that tranquil aura... "Ella..." The chair was knocked over violently.

She plucked one. The glow of the flower dimmed faintly in her hand.There was power in it. Without Gina noticing, she carefully slipped the flower into satchel. ——— Later that night—At the Blackmoon Pack Library… Laura sneaked into the library. She sat by the heart a sack of old leather-bounds times beside her. She picked few books about herbs. One of the books had what she was looking for. Solaris Bloom. It was also known as “The Flames of Renewal”the Bloom is a rare flower said to glow with the last breath of a fallen star.Known for its potent restorative properties.

the boy murmured sleepily. Then, to Dixal’s utter astonishment, De Ocampo exclaimed, “That kid knows how to read minds!” Dixal blinked, startled, and snatched the bond paper from his hand. “Look at it,” the tycoon said with a grin. It was a sketch of a tall building shaped like overlapping petals—a flower blooming toward the sky. “You can name it Flower of Love Hotel,” the boy said softly, his arms wrapping around his father’s neck before drifting off to sleep.

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