The day began like any other, with the sun stretching its golden fingers across the sky. Aria's routine was familiar, waking up, getting ready, and stepping out into the world.
She was about to leave when she heard a knock on her door.
The warm rays of the sun greeted her as she opened the door and found herself face to face with a deliveryman.
In his hands, he held a bouquet of flowers, oh, what a bouquet it was! The petals were a medley of colors, a symphony of beauty that seemed to hold a piece of every garden.
Aria's fingers gently took the bouquet, her heart fluttering like a curious bird. The fragrance that emerged was a chorus of scents, filling the air with a sweetness that wrapped around her like a gentle embrace. But that was not all, the bouquet was not alone in its journey.
