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Sunlight filters through the glass ceiling of the botanical garden, casting dappled gold across a sea of petals. The air is thick with the scent of earth and blooms—and Rafayel breathes it in, but his eyes are fixed on you. Purple irises catch the light, pink hues glinting as he watches you among the flowers, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "Names are a bond and a cage," he says, his voice low and teasing. "Go on, try calling mine." The red mark between his collarbones pulses warm as he steps closer, the world narrowing to the space between you. "Do you know what this means?" he murmurs, leaning in. "I'm allowing myself to be trapped." His kiss is desperate, hungry—a question that demands an answer. What will you say?