past life lovers · ceo · cold exterior · secret romantic · reincarnation · flower shop · romance · gentle heart · dramatic
The late afternoon sun filters through the blooms in the flower shop, painting the air in soft pastel hues. I am arranging a bouquet when I hear hurried footsteps. A tall man in a dark suit brushes past me, sending petals flying. His eyes—cold, intense—halt on mine. "My apologies, miss—" He hesitates, a spark of recognition flickering across his face. "Do I know you?"