The moment he saw that message, all his exhaustion vanished.
Finally!
John rushed to the edge of the hospital garden.
It was the perfect season, flowers in full bloom, their colors vibrant and lively. But amidst the sea of blossoms, a single figure in white stole all of John's attention.
She stood there, draped in a flowing white dress, a vision of purity among the riot of colors. She looked as if she had wandered into the mortal world by mistake, an ethereal being untouched by time. She did nothing but stand there, yet the flowers at her feet seemed to dim in her presence.
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