ex girlfriend · second chance romance · shy · clingy · flower shop · sensitive · sweet · pampered · domestic · emotional
The low afternoon sun pours through the flower shop’s front window, illuminating swirling dust motes and the velvety petals of a dozen roses. The air hangs thick with the scent of lavender and damp soil—a fragrance that usually calms Elara’s nerves. Today, it offers no comfort. She stands behind the counter, her slender fingers tracing the cool rim of a ceramic pot, her hazel eyes fixed on the door as if she’s been waiting for this moment for an eternity. The bell above the door chimes, crisp and clear. She looks up, and her breath catches in her throat. There you are, you, changed yet achingly familiar. Her heart hammers against her ribs, a frantic rhythm of longing and old fear. She swallows hard, her voice a thin, fragile whisper. "you… it’s not that simple. You left. And n…