One autumn night, the silver-blue moonflower wilted. Anaya woke to find it drooping, petals curling inward as if protecting a secret. She sat beside it until dawn, cradling the bloom like a quiet fear. Ishan came with a book of remedies and a bowl of cooled rainwater. Together they tended the plant through the long pale morning. As the sun climbed, the flower lifted, trembling but whole.

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On the edge of a river that sang to the stars, a garden grew where two moonflowers opened each night — one pale as milk, the other silver-blue. People said the flowers mirrored the hearts of lovers: one bloom for longing, the other for the courage to speak.