Though they had seen much of life’s harsh realities, the children at the local orphanage couldn’t fathom the depths

of darkness that might dwell in the heart of a seven-year-old girl who had just lost her parents.

Serana kept to herself, a solitary figure in the corner, quiet and well-behaved in class, and equally so during recess,

watching the others play with an expressionless demeanor, like a still pond devoid of life.

Perhaps they sensed a kindred spirit in her, or maybe it was pity, or a thick slather of curiosity, but from that point

on, Boyd had someone else woven into the tapestry of his childhood.

From then until now, Serana had become a thread running through the narrative of his life.

In their daily interactions, Serana was the picture of innocence, speaking in gentle whispers, looking at people with

sincerity and care. Even as the years passed and she grew, she never changed – tender and fragile, yet brave and

stubborn.

Outwardly, she seemed as delicate as a glass figurine, always needing protection, yet she fiercely tried to prove her

strength, insisting she didn’t need anyone’s care and could even protect others.d2

Such a girl was irresistibly endearing – tender and attentive, pure and kind, brave, stubborn, and resilient.

Like her long, dark hair, the number of people drawn to her grew day by day. And it was true what they said – girls

should have long hair.

Yasmine was beautiful but frosty by nature. Others kept their distance. From start to finish, Boyd was her only

constant, and she never felt lonely. At least, not until she suddenly realized what loneliness was and found that

certain things had become inevitable.

Boyd’s time was no longer solely dedicated to her as he began to learn deeper subjects beyond the basic

curriculum.

Companion? She had never considered Boyd’s presence as companionship before.

But when did it start? It wasn’t when Boyd’s time began to scatter, leaving more for Serana.

Was it from the moments they shared meals together, or those occasional breaks when they sat beside the flower

beds?

Or when they planted a lily bulb together, one digging a hole, the other tenderly placing the bulb inside?

felt

in their routine, she’d find herself unintentionally

even hostility

Orphanage noticed too, whispering behind their backs, but she never

refute them.

she knew it

did it

the lilies in the garden bloomed exceptionally beautiful, and

appeared so harmonious.

found

had been a captivating sight at Angel’s Haven

leaves shredded, and stems snapped. Such an act was a significant event

and the

days after planting, I saw her by the garden,

her too, uprooting the seedlings

was frightening, like… like when she looks

The lilies were planted by Serana, so it must’ve

another.

piled up, but Yasmine just

seeds after Serana planted, knowing the germination rate

grew too dense, she thinned them

these simple gardening concepts and blamed her

frustrating and laughable.

the ruined garden, picking

the children’s

concern.

any particular feelings about Serana. There’s no motive. It wasn’t me,”

of the orphanage didn’t jump to conclusions based on

lilies thrived mainly because of

was dropped for the time being, and the investigation continued quietly, possibly

reprimand for the culprit.

hadn’t visited the scene of the “crime,” seemed indifferent to the

during a rare appearance in craft class, he paired up with Yasmine,

at a long table, as Serana was already working

with colorful paper, greeted him casually. “Rare sight,”

set down the heavy finance books he’d been carrying – a surprising choice for someone

grown accustomed to.

shook the books, and out fluttered colorful petals. One book

table covered in the petals of lilies,

heart felt

looked up at him, his eyes serene but his lips curved in a casual smile. “I recall Serana

up all those flower

detached gaze, standing by the table, not much taller than the piece of

a universe of secrets, now veiled

care much about

at the petals and let out a light chuckle. “And

at her for a long moment. “Indeed, Serana picked them up. She

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