Under the arching vines of a secret garden, lovers sit beneath an ivy

Under the arching vines of a secret garden, lovers sit beneath an ivy-covered gazebo, their fingers brushing over a shared cup of warm tea. The air is thick with the scent of blooming jasmine, and above them, the moonlight filters through wisteria, casting soft silver highlights over their quiet smiles. A lantern flickers nearby, its glow mirroring the gentle warmth radiating between them. <lora:ethereal-romantic-glow-flux:1>

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