Lily May's bedroom was a cozy little haven, filled with the sweet scent of fresh flowers and the soft hum of bees buzzing outside. The small, freckled-faced girl with curly brown hair and bright green eyes sat perched on the edge of her bed, her gaze fixed on the garden beyond the window. She loved watching the flowers bloom and the bees flit from petal to petal, and she longed to be a part of it all.