You Can Ask The Flowers
"But what if she's right? What if my love is poison, destined to corrupt everything it touches?"
"Then we'll face that together," Iris said, her hand finding his with the certainty that had become their anchor. "We'll use Eleanor's research, her memory bloom, everything she left us. And we'll prove that love can overcome even the deepest curses."
The supernatural plants around them began to sing in harmony, their voices weaving together in a chorus that seemed to celebrate not just their love, but the possibility of redemption that their connection represented. The conservatory filled with the scent of impossible flowers, with the sound of supernatural music, with the warmth of a love that h