"Good morning beautiful."
"Mmmmm...morning." Natalie slips further down into the warm beddings feeling all rested and surprisingly happy. This feels like the best sleep she's had in years.
She smiles not knowing why as she takes a whiff of a very beautiful blend of floral scents.
"Mmmm...roses, lavender, jasmine, orange blossoms..."
"Is that gardenias?" She frowns as she tries to guess what that one more scent is supposed to be.
"Are you a florist too?"
"No, I guess scents just fascinate me." She answers with her eyes still closed.
"Wait, what?"
She pulls the beddings up to her neck in haste.
"That's not dad's voice, is it?"
She peeks above the beddings and a long array of blossoms meet her sleepy eyes.
Whites, pinks, reds...
"Wait, why are there flowers in my room?"
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