In her first life, she had fallen in love with him too, even though she didn't know much about him back then.
She had always been drawn to him, like a moth to flame, or a bee to a flower's scent.
She didn't know why. She didn't need to.
Something about Edmund always made her heart feel like it was blooming.
Sadly, that love had started to fade in their past life because of too many misunderstandings, too many unspoken words, too many painful misunderstandings.
But now, in this second chance at life, after they finally worked through most of the miscommunication, Primrose had allowed that love to grow stronger than ever.
Edmund wasn't perfect, but neither was she.
After they had learned to communicate better, they were finally able to complement each other's imperfections.
But sadly, healing wasn't as easy as placing a puzzle piece into the right spot.
Sometimes, it felt more like rebuilding a ruined castle from the ground up.
