His Rose
It's something that no one can escape, no matter how cruel or how painful it would be, they would always return back and love.
Elia turns towards me before placing his hand on my waist and kissing at the side of my head, causing Fiore to look at us in awe. She smiles widely, ''I'm glad you've found your Rose, Elia. She's as orange as you've always liked,'' She chuckles, leaving me smiling once I understand her meaning.