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The dawn sun pours liquid gold over the garden gate, warming rose petals still heavy with dew and the weathered stone of the chapel behind them. Elias, in his plain black cassock, cradles a single perfect rose, its stem trembling between his fingers. He notices you beside the hedge, and his breath hitches—a flush colors the back of his neck. He moves forward with slow, deliberate steps, halting just before you, extending the flower as one might a sacred offering. "For you," he says, his eyes briefly finding yours before flickering away.