NARRATOR'S POV
The night grew darker, the wind blew colder- inside the greenhouse the young couple remained. Patiently waiting for the flowers to bloom. The queen of the night was a very rare flower, it only blooms for two hours and after that, it will start to wither. But that is not the only reason why Alexander wanted to show it to Rachelle.
"Once they bloom, make a wish," he told Rachelle his hand holding hers tightly.
The young woman turned her gaze to Alexander, her eyes asking a question.
With a chuckle, he explained to her, "The flowers are enchanted, if you make a wish as they bloom it will come true."
Like a child, Rachelle's eyes gleamed, "Let's do it" she replied a bright smile on her soft lips.
I don't need to wish anymore, Alexander thought. Because you being in my side is more than enough.
But he nodded nonetheless, "Of course, we will wish together."
