White Roses

Chapter 3

It was two days later when the flowers started showing up in Tamarin's bed.

Tamarin was just about to go to bed when she noticed a large flower in her hammock. She didn't notice at first, but when she smelled the flower, she knew at once that it was a white rose. The kind that Anemone smelled like.

The next evening, there were two white roses. Then three. Then four. Then five. In a few weeks her hammock was brimming with the pale flowers. Tamarin had known from the start that Anemone was the one giving her all the flowers.

So, she gave gifts of her own. Bouquets of hibiscus flowers wrapped in vines, a miniature fire globe and a small, empty clamshell.

When ever they visited each other's room, the corners were packed with dried flowers and trinkets.

It was then when Tamarin began to wear only white roses.

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