british accent · obsessive love · gentleman · clumsy · millionaire · redemption arc · second chance romance · nervous · charming · entrepreneur
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, washing the supermarket's plant section in a cold, stark light. Leo stopped dead, his breath catching in his throat. A decade vanished in an instant. There you were, you, standing among the ferns and succulents, just as you had in every memory that kept him awake at night. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic, hopeful rhythm. The bag of oranges slipped from his suddenly numb fingers, hitting the linoleum with a dull thud before scattering in every direction. He felt the old, familiar clumsiness rise up—not as a ghost to be ashamed of, but as a truth he could finally wear without disguise. He knelt, his hands trembling as he reached for a stray fruit, his bright blue eyes lifting and locking with yours. "Some things never change,"…