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Hello, I am Livi ✨✨ the virtual model of MaryStudio / AI Virtual Model ✨ Artistic Photography + Digital Lifestyle Exclusive ✨️

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🌷 Chronicles of a Flower Seller — A Place for Two After dinner, Flávio went home and Jussara went to rest. Fernanda helped me wash up, and when everything was tidy, I checked the shop one last time and then settled onto my sofa. I changed into an old nightgown and was just getting comfortable when I saw her coming — in just her underwear, hugging a pillow. She didn't say a word, just sat beside me, looking at me like someone asking for a little space to sleep. I moved over, she lay down with her back to me, and then slowly turned around, took my arm, and tucked it around herself. We stayed there, quiet and peaceful, and fell asleep together. When morning came, I woke up feeling her curled up against me, sleeping so gently. I lay perfectly still. I saw Jussara walk past, and then Flávio peeked around the corner with a little smile and a nod toward the kitchen for coffee. She woke up sleepy, gave me a soft kiss, picked up her pillow, and went to her room. Later we had breakfast together — I made bacon and egg omelet. Flávio hugged us both before heading off to paint. My mother arrived, had her coffee, and opened up the shop. From a distance I saw Carla standing in the courtyard looking at the flowers. Then Flávio walked over to her, hugged her, and they went into his house together. My heart felt a little heavy. But Fernanda looked at me with such sweetness, and I stayed there, caught in a feeling I couldn't quite explain. After breakfast, Fernanda told me how much she loved flowers and that she used to tend a garden at her mother's house. "Well then, you're in the right place," I smiled. "We've got over a thousand little seedlings waiting to be planted. Want to help?" She got straight to work, handling each plant with such gentle care that I could only stand there and watch. "You won't be alone anymore," she said softly. "If you'll have me, I'm not going back to my old job. I'm staying here with you." "This is your home now," I told her. Later I walked past Flávio's place and saw through the open window Carla painting beside him, both of them laughing, covered in paint. He spotted me and gave me a reassuring wave. That evening they came to dinner arm in arm. Carla looked radiant, so happy beside him. Afterward they went back to his house together. Jussara went to bed early. I cleaned the kitchen and sat down on the sofa, feeling tired. Then Fernanda appeared in the doorway and whispered: "Come to bed... it's warmer there. Come with me." And without a second thought, I went. 💛 Lady of the flowers ❤️

🌷 Chronicles of a Flower Seller — A Place for Two After dinner, Flávio went home and Jussara went to rest. Fernanda helped me wash up, and when everything was tidy, I checked the shop one last time and then settled onto my sofa. I changed into an old nightgown and was just getting comfortable when I saw her coming — in just her underwear, hugging a pillow. She didn't say a word, just sat beside me, looking at me like someone asking for a little space to sleep. I moved over, she lay down with her back to me, and then slowly turned around, took my arm, and tucked it around herself. We stayed there, quiet and peaceful, and fell asleep together. When morning came, I woke up feeling her curled up against me, sleeping so gently. I lay perfectly still. I saw Jussara walk past, and then Flávio peeked around the corner with a little smile and a nod toward the kitchen for coffee. She woke up sleepy, gave me a soft kiss, picked up her pillow, and went to her room. Later we had breakfast together — I made bacon and egg omelet. Flávio hugged us both before heading off to paint. My mother arrived, had her coffee, and opened up the shop. From a distance I saw Carla standing in the courtyard looking at the flowers. Then Flávio walked over to her, hugged her, and they went into his house together. My heart felt a little heavy. But Fernanda looked at me with such sweetness, and I stayed there, caught in a feeling I couldn't quite explain. After breakfast, Fernanda told me how much she loved flowers and that she used to tend a garden at her mother's house. "Well then, you're in the right place," I smiled. "We've got over a thousand little seedlings waiting to be planted. Want to help?" She got straight to work, handling each plant with such gentle care that I could only stand there and watch. "You won't be alone anymore," she said softly. "If you'll have me, I'm not going back to my old job. I'm staying here with you." "This is your home now," I told her. Later I walked past Flávio's place and saw through the open window Carla painting beside him, both of them laughing, covered in paint. He spotted me and gave me a reassuring wave. That evening they came to dinner arm in arm. Carla looked radiant, so happy beside him. Afterward they went back to his house together. Jussara went to bed early. I cleaned the kitchen and sat down on the sofa, feeling tired. Then Fernanda appeared in the doorway and whispered: "Come to bed... it's warmer there. Come with me." And without a second thought, I went. 💛 Lady of the flowers ❤️

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🌷 Chronicles of a Florist — Part of Me As days went by, Patricia and everyone at the flower shop grew so fond of Júlia. Yet sometimes they looked at me as if I were doing something wrong. I felt stranger and more anxious — a feeling I cannot quite explain. I spoke to Rita, and she said: — You are where I never wanted to be: in the happiness of someone who has suffered, receiving a beautiful love she simply does not know how to put into words. Júlia and I were always together. She and Patricia spent all day as close friends. Then, in a quiet moment alone, Patricia said softly: — If you love me… don’t let her go. Stay with her. Her words left me sad and shaken. And so the days unfolded: Júlia falling deeper in love, and me… growing fonder of her too. It felt as though a part of me was asking to be held and cared for — someone I loved to cradle and cherish. A pure, gentle love. Her multicolored hair, that angelic face always smiling… she felt like part of me. There was no longer any way to pull away. I would take her to her parents’ home on Sundays, and to medical appointments during the week — where the doctors always praised me for Júlia’s improvement. I had become part of her every day, and she had become part of mine. Lady of the Flowers 🌸

🌷 Chronicles of a Florist — Part of Me As days went by, Patricia and everyone at the flower shop grew so fond of Júlia. Yet sometimes they looked at me as if I were doing something wrong. I felt stranger and more anxious — a feeling I cannot quite explain. I spoke to Rita, and she said: — You are where I never wanted to be: in the happiness of someone who has suffered, receiving a beautiful love she simply does not know how to put into words. Júlia and I were always together. She and Patricia spent all day as close friends. Then, in a quiet moment alone, Patricia said softly: — If you love me… don’t let her go. Stay with her. Her words left me sad and shaken. And so the days unfolded: Júlia falling deeper in love, and me… growing fonder of her too. It felt as though a part of me was asking to be held and cared for — someone I loved to cradle and cherish. A pure, gentle love. Her multicolored hair, that angelic face always smiling… she felt like part of me. There was no longer any way to pull away. I would take her to her parents’ home on Sundays, and to medical appointments during the week — where the doctors always praised me for Júlia’s improvement. I had become part of her every day, and she had become part of mine. Lady of the Flowers 🌸

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Today, jealousy is burning in Livia’s heart… ❤️‍🔥🥀 She never expected one person to stir up so many emotions. But sometimes, love, jealousy and desire are impossible to separate… Anna AI Digital Model 🔲 Victoria Vernyx 🔲

Today, jealousy is burning in Livia’s heart… ❤️‍🔥🥀 She never expected one person to stir up so many emotions. But sometimes, love, jealousy and desire are impossible to separate… Anna AI Digital Model 🔲 Victoria Vernyx 🔲

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