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He was a wealthy heir, bound by duty to his legacy. She, a mystery woman, with a spirit as fiery as her hair and a heart yearning for love beyond societal norms. Their paths collided in a hidden garden, sparking a forbidden flame. But their love was a stolen glance, forever shadowed by the threat ofsocial upheaval. Their secret meetings fueled