Lysandra walked along the flower path in the garden that she started taking care of when she was six. She loves it when she was being around plants and flowers as it keeps her calm and happy.
Maybe it’s because she inherited their fathers’ gift of manipulating the plants. Lysandra was happy when she was first able to grow her first seed, and now, she grows her garden and maintained them.
She then went to water her flowers when she noticed something. She put down the watering can and walked over to one of the flower beds. Lysandra smiled when she saw that the white jasmine that she planted had finally grown flowers.
Lysandra grinned and leaned closer to the flower and sniffed their sweet scent.
“It means sweet love.”
Lysandra abruptly turned around and saw Philip standing behind her w
