Groot sat on a moss-covered rock, gently strumming his guitar. Each note resonated through the clearing, a melancholic melody echoing his solitude. Despite the gloomy weather, hope lingered in the music he played, a testament to his resilient spirit.
Dorothy appeared, her footsteps light and graceful. She paused, captivated by the haunting tune. Her eyes met Groot's, and a spark ignited between them, a silent understanding that needed no words. "Your music speaks to the soul," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the gentle rain.
Groot led Dorothy to this secluded spot, kneeling to pluck the delicate bloom. "This is for you," he said, offering the flower with a hopeful smile. Dorothy, enchanted by the gesture, accepted it with a grateful heart, the bond between them deepening.
Dorothy looked at Groot, her eyes sparkling with joy. "Will you share this life with me, beneath these stars?" he asked, his voice filled with emotion. "Yes, a thousand times yes," she replied, sealing their promise with a tender embrace.
Groot and Dorothy stood together, surrounded by those who cherished them. Joyful music played, and the sound of clinking glasses echoed through the night. Their love was a beacon, illuminating the path to their shared future.
Groot and Dorothy walked hand in hand, their hearts full of hope and dreams. Together, they embraced the dawn of a new life, their love a constant, unwavering force. Beneath the stars, they found their forever.
