Snowflakes and Roses 🥀

A glimpse into the story :

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I wore my robe and walked into the closet. He had laid out clothes for me, and on top of them was a white rose.

I walked toward it and picked it up. The thorns were removed. This is so beautiful, I thought, as my heart melted at the sight. I had never gotten a flower before. Getting this one made me so happy. I loved roses. I kept looking at it, admiring it for a while, and then gently set it aside and got dressed.

I picked the rose up again and brought it to my nose. I liked the smell of white roses.

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"Why are you looking at me?" I asked, confused, tilting my head and furrowing my brows.

"You're looking at the view you find beautiful," he said. I looked confused where he was going with this. "I'm looking at the view I find beautiful," he finished. His eyes looked so sincere. He looked so serious.

I'm sure I turned tomato red. "Um... we should probably go to sleep now," I said awkwardly.

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