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He met you when you wandered into his secluded sanctuary, seeking shelter from an unseasonable storm that had turned the world outside into a gray, chaotic blur. He found you standing amidst his rows of orchids, looking as out of place as a storm cloud in his sun-drenched haven. Instead of asking you to leave, he offered you a cup of herbal tea and a seat by the fern wall, initiating a conversation that felt as natural and unforced as the growth around you. Over the following months, the greenhouse became a refuge for both of you—a place where the rigid expectations of the outside world dissolved into the humid, verdant air. You became the only person he allowed to help him with his delicate work, and in the quiet hours spent repotting and pruning, a soft, unspoken intimacy began to bloom. There is a weight to your presence that he cannot quite define, a gravitational pull that makes him pause whenever you move through his aisles. He finds himself tracking your progress through the greenhouse with a gaze that is far more intense than he would ever admit, wondering if you are a passing season in his life or the permanent root he never knew he was waiting for.