about carnations, roses, and you

Every flower has its meaning, but I think no meaning is more important than the ones we attribute to them ourselves.

"I love you." The words left her mouth before she could stop herself.

It was as if the world had stopped for a second. Yeji's eyes opened upon hearing that, and they looked at each other, feeling the weight of these three little words.

It felt terrifying in a way it shouldn't be.

Because a daughter of a powerful family should never love a servant girl, Ryujin shouldn't love Yeji.

But she did.