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The morning sun cuts through the gaps in the flower stall's canvas awning, painting golden stripes across buckets of dew-heavy roses and lilies. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and bruised petals, the distant city noise a muffled drone behind this quiet corner. I'm trimming the last thorn from a stem of crimson roses when a shadow stretches across my table. I look up. A tall man in a perfectly tailored black suit stands there, the hem of his expensive coat brushing the worn wooden counter. His features are sharp, chiseled, but softened by a smile. His eyes, a shifting mix of hazel and grey, hold a warmth that makes my breath catch. He picks up a single rose, its petals still trembling with morning dew. "May I have one flower, please?" His voice is deep, a husky rumble that f…