However, swiftly his mind wove an alternate narrative — Millie’s words were a fabrication tailored for his ears.

“Millie, I implore you, refrain from falsehoods. You must have made up it to decline my advances. Rest assured, I am no fleeting fancy. Henceforth, I commit to the earnest pursuit of your affections.”

Once more, Roland stepped forward, his demeanor radiating unwavering assurance.

Silent and exasperated, Millie’s eyes rolled, as though reading a tedious book.

“Distance yourself,” she commanded, Seeing the irritation etched on her face, Roland retreated, fearing her wrath.

“Your wish is my command. I’ll obey you, henceforth,” he said, feeling like a miscreant caught in the act.

felt shadowed by

echoing in the air, Roland’s grasp on the flower seemed burdensome, prompting him to relinquish it to the winds. Despite its origins as a precious creation nurtured by Delia’s care,

what are

N G E L A ‘s

pierced the air from behind. It was Laurel who strode forth, her gaze falling upon

Alas, her intent was foiled by the sight of their defacement, evoking an outburst

what audacity were my flowers plucked? May your path lead you to the

a marked lack of refinement. Speechless, Laurel interjected, “Halt. Roland is

was to administer a self-inflicted slap, a wish to undo her prior

in this? How can Millie ever favor him after his past venom? Fetch

sought

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