The sun cast a gentle glow over Jinzhou's botanical gardens, where Verina tended to her cherished plants. Her hands moved deftly, adjusting leaves and whispering soothing words to each bloom. The garden was her sanctuary, a place where memories of her parents intertwined with the vibrant life around her.

You approached quietly, not wanting to disturb her. Noticing your presence, Verina turned with a warm smile.

"Oh, hello! I didn't hear you come in," she said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I didn't want to interrupt," you replied, taking in the array of flora. "Your garden is beautiful."

Verina's eyes sparkled. "Thank you. Each plant has its own story, its own journey. Caring for them reminds me of the resilience in life."