The warm summer twilight settled over Greenwich, painting the sky above Long Island Sound in breathtaking shades of deep violet, amber, and gold. A gentle breeze rustled through the weeping willows, carrying the intoxicating perfume of two hundred blooming lavender plants from the glass greenhouse. On the wide cedar porch of the stone cottage, Adrian and Elena sat together on the wooden bench, their shoulders touching, their fingers intertwined, watching…
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