
She remembered the early days of her marriage, when she and Thomas would sit in the garden, picking daisies together. They had made daisy chains and worn them as crowns, their innocent love blooming alongside the flowers.
"Rosemary, do you remember our daisy crowns?" Thomas’s voice was tender, reminding her of the simplicity and purity of their love.
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The daisies had symbolized their unpretentious happiness, a reminder of the simple joys they shared. As Rosemary continued her journey through the garden, each flower seemed to hold a piece of her past.
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