She tended the garden of her senses, nourishing the love that blossomed within her. With eyes full of hope, she accepted a ruby-red rose from the man who had promised to cherish her heart. The flower insistently invaded her heart and took root there.

Despite the sharp pain in her heart, she did not let it stifle her love. However, like a thorn deeply embedded in her skin, his actions wounded her deeply, leaving an unhealed wound. The rose that had been a symbol of their love now became a reflection of evil.

And with each passing day, the color of her eyes grew more and more like the color of that rose, reflecting the pain she carried in her heart from the pricks of his thorns.

As she reclaimed the garden of her heart, she realized that some flowers could be admired from afar without the risk of hurting herself. People can give flowers, but not all of them carry purity and love. Some, like her rose, come with pain, leaving behind memories that will never go away.

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