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Adrian's POV

I questioned her, jerking my head back in a bray of laughter, "Why do you hate flowers?"

They are the most overrated and deceitful creatures, she said, twisting her mouth into a scowl.

Although everyone likes flowers since they're so gorgeous, I refrained from laughing when I realised that she detested flowers and, more significantly, why.

"Why?" I questioned.

She whistled, "You know," but she quickly looked down after stomping on something under her feet.

"First, make an impression with colour, then leave a lasting impression with aroma. Eventually, the colour and fragrance fade away, leaving just what is left." While still sneering, she rapidly moves closer to them after noticing the cactus she planted in the far-off, unseen area of my mansion's garden.

Taking care to avoid hurting herself, gently touch them.

She touched them, and I said, "Be cautious!"

Thank God she's not wounded!"

Tears fall from her eyes, and even her hands are shaking as she says, "Thorns do not ne