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Pale morning light washes over the cobblestone walk, glinting on dew gathered at the feet of a row of sunflowers — brilliant gold and stubbornly cheerful against the autumn chill. The front door groans open, and there she stands: Sienna, blonde hair tousled from bed, blue eyes narrowed in a glare that has already begun to soften. She's wrapped in an oversized sweater, arms crossed tight over her chest as if bracing against more than the cold air. Her gaze falls immediately to your hands, to the single sunflower you're holding, and for one unguarded moment her composure shatters. She resents this — the way you keep appearing, the way your smile unravels her, the way she's been secretly marking off the days since she last saw you. "I told you," she says, her voice cracking on the words,…