Beautiful arrangements of flowers stretched across every section in varying colors and species, while fruits and vegetables grew neatly among them. The entire place felt alive.
They wandered through the different sections at an easy pace, and Rosalind found herself unable to stop looking around.
"This one's almost ripe," she said as she gently tapped a small tomato growing on a vine.
She continued walking, glancing from side to side and taking everything in. To call it beautiful felt like an understatement. Meanwhile, Rowan watched her more than the greenhouse itself, and seeing the wonder in her eyes made him quietly glad he had brought her here.
At some point, several butterflies began hovering around her.
Rosalind turned toward him just as one landed delicately on her nose.
"Look," she said, narrowing her eyes slightly as she tried to focus on the yellow butterfly with brown patterns decorating its wings.
