Howl of the rejected
she said, watching his reaction as he furrowed his brows.
“Okay…?” he replied with a smile, encouraging her to continue.
“So, this morning, while I was in the garden, I felt some kind of energy. I don’t know how to describe it, but something happened with a rose, similar to this,” she explained, taking a deep breath.
“What are you doing with the flower pot?” he asked, intrigued.
“I want to show you,” she replied with a small smile.
Zyra took a deep breath and focused on the flower. She waved her hand gently over it, and Marcus watched in amazement as the flower began to grow, its petals unfurling and blooming right before his eyes.
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