...Careful grooming can no longer conceal the depletion of her life. That day, after she affectionately watched him leave, she turned around and looked at the roses in full bloom, and said quietly: "Rose, I'm leaving. He was good to me, always so considerate; he thought he loved me, that he possessed me, but what he truly loved deep down was you - only I could see that... Without his whole love, I couldn't make it through today. I only hope that in the days without me, he can be happy. Rose, please blossom your beauty well, for the sake of the prince, and for me, alright?"...