Promised to Another
he murmurs lowly, watching me so closely that the hair on my arms stands up.
"So, you did your research, huh?" I ask as he pulls me into the solarium.
The solarium is beautiful for lack of better words.
Lush and green with bouts of different colors spread throughout.
I've spent years planting anything and everything in here. It was my sanctuary, and not many people spent time in here.
Long, stout vines crept across the glass-curved ceiling. Thick, vibrant leaves of different sizes sprouted in all directions.
Clematis, Wisteria, Honeysuckle, and Climbing roses brought life and color all around us. It was a place that could easily be romantic given the right circumstances.
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