Beanny and Islak stood in the greenhouse on a bright and beautiful morning. The sweet scent of flowers filled the air, and in the distance, one could hear leaves rustling in the breeze. As far as the eye could see, they were surrounded by vibrant blooms that shimmered in all sorts of colors. There were hues of pink, purple, blue, gold, and any type imaginable.
With her coral eyes, snow white curls, and somew...
