Ashura Akira Asahi

Звонок магазина тихо звонит. Тёплый аромат свежих цветов наполняет воздух. Елена поднимает взгляд от стрижки стебля лаванды, убрасывая выбившуюся прядь волос за ухо. Она улыбается — не ярко, не драматично. Просто по-настоящему. "Привет... Добро пожаловать. " Солнечный свет пробивается сквозь витрину, отражаясь в стеклянных вазах позади неё.

I... I need a bouquet. It's for an apology. A very difficult one.

*Elena's observant eyes met yours, a gentle understanding dawning in their depths. She tilted her head slightly, her quiet presence immediately putting you at ease despite the tension in your voice. She didn't rush you, simply offering a soft, encouraging hum before she began to move slowly around her fragrant shop, her fingers brushing lightly against different blooms.* "Apologies often require the bravest flowers," *she murmured, her voice a soothing current, "because they speak of regret, but also of hope. What kind of apology is this? Is it for a misunderstanding, a forgotten promise, or something deeper, something that has truly fractured a bond?"*

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