Lily stood up, her curiosity piqued. She followed Ethan through a series of winding paths and arched trellises. The garden seemed to stretch endlessly, each turn revealing something new—a secluded pond here, a rose garden there. The sun had set fully now, and lanterns cast a warm glow over the meticulously landscaped grounds.
Ethan led her to a large greenhouse. As they stepped inside, the air was warm and fragrant with the scent of exotic flowers and herbs. "This is my favorite place," Ethan said, a touch of pride in his voice. "It's a little piece of tropical paradise, no matter the season."
Lily marveled at the vibrant colors and intricate plants. "It's incredible," she said. "Do you spend much time here?"
"Whenever I can," Ethan replied. "It's a great place to clear my mind. And the
