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Lily was born on a day wrapped in the embrace of the monsoon.
Yet, unlike the thirteen relentless days that had come before it, the sky that morning was astonishingly clear. Her mother would often tell her the story—how the rain had finally ceased, how the golden sun broke through the clouds as if it had been waiting for her arrival, and how a magnificent rainbow stretched across the heavens, painting hope over the weary earth.
It was on that beautiful day that Lily came into the world.
When Mr. Leo first visited his wife after the birth, he carried a bouquet of white lilies in his hands. They had always been Elina's favorite flowers. Out of the immeasurable love he held for the woman who had stood beside him through every hardship, he chose to name their daughter after the flower she cherished most.
Lily.
A name as delicate as the petals themselves.
She was the only child of Leo and Elina—a blessing they had waited ten long years to receive.
Their love story had never been an easy one.
Leo, the only son of a wealthy and influential family, had chosen to marry Elina against his family's wishes. Elina, an orphan with neither parents nor fortune, entered a household that had never truly accepted her. Although Leo eventually persuaded his family to acknowledge their marriage, one thing they never stopped reminding Elina of was her inability to conceive.
Years passed beneath the weight of whispered insults, sympathetic glances, and endless prayers.
Then, after a decade of waiting, Lily arrived.
For Elina, it felt as though the empty spaces in her heart had finally been filled. The child she had dreamed of, cried for, and prayed for had become her reality.
And she was right.
The day Lily was brought home, the entire mansion seemed to awaken with joy. It had been nearly two decades since the family had welcomed the laughter of a baby girl into their home.
She was received like royalty.
Every room was decorated to celebrate her arrival, every pair of eyes softened at the sight of her tiny face, and every heartbeat in the house seemed to revolve around her.
Whenever little Lily cried, the entire household would rush to her side as though the world itself had stopped turning until she smiled again.
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