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By Robbie BalePublished 9 days ago 1 min read
happy hill (2)
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Her name was Luna, and from the moment she stepped foot into his verdant sanctuary, her presence seemed to cast a spell of tranquility and beauty.

With each gentle stroke of her hand and every whispered word of encouragement she bestowed upon the plants, Luna breathed new life into Batiste's garden, transforming it into a kaleidoscope of colors and scents that mirrored the depth of her own vibrant spirit.

Days turned into weeks, and Batiste found himself inexplicably drawn to Luna, not just for her green thumb and expertise in horticulture but for the warmth in her eyes, the kindness in her heart, and the laughter that bubbled forth from her lips like a crystal-clear stream.

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