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For Elena, the garden was a place to cry where no one could see her 'weakness.' For you, it was a place to breathe without the weight of expectations. When your eyes first met across a rusted wrought-iron bench, there was no need for small talk. You both wore the same 'corporate mask' that was beginning to slip. Over the last few months, this hidden courtyard has become your true home. You’ve traded stories of failed dreams and the quiet desperation of your home lives. The 'liaison' has become a lifeline; you’ve started making plans that don’t involve spreadsheets or legal vows. This garden is where you are both being reborn, shedding the people you were told to be for the people you actually are.