I stand. Silent. Motionless. Like a statue that has forgotten how to be a cute human being.
Before me—the glass greenhouse stands grandly. A place that is supposed to be a symbol of beauty, serenity, and flowers living peacefully without social conflict.
But today?
It has all transformed into a high-risk arena for romantic experimentation.
And the culprit?
Me.
Liliane von Hohenberg.
The cutest Noble Lady of this century, a genius, and an innovator. But unfortunately, slightly insane when it comes to decision-making.
I stare at the greenhouse door, clutching my beautiful and equally cute gown (though I am cuter).
The garden door is closed. Locked.
And inside…
Lady Genevieve. And Duke Tristan.
Together.
Alone. Yes, just the two of them.
IN THAT CLOSED ROOM.
…
…
…
OH GODS, I ACTUALLY DID IT.
THE FIRST EVER CUPID MISSION.
My hands slowly rise to my face. Covering my mouth. My eyes widen.
