MeryemeBourara
He believed every person could be understood through a flower.
Every life had a name, a shape, a meaning buried beneath the petals.
And every truth could be planted into the soil.
Until he met someone who did not bloom into anything at all.
"No flower for you," he thought.
And for the first time, silence felt louder than understanding.
Silas thinks humans can be simplified by flowers, that was until he met Iris that shook his system.
She changed his whole perspective, brought him to reality, made him realize his judgments were nothing but surfaced judgments, he never cared about knowing who really his victims were, only a glance was all he needed to assume either their bad or good, even so, their fate didn't change.
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Sneak peek:
"You stayed knowing what i am,"
"You stayed not knowing what i am."
"Are you afraid of me?"
"No."
"Why."
"Because you're trying harder to understand me than anyone ever has."
"What happens when you choose my flower?"
"I don't know..."