Months passed after the TD event, and life in London, returned to its gentle rhythm.
The air was cooler now, the first signs of autumn painting the trees along Horton Street in amber and gold. Lucent Blooms was busier than ever, the wedding season blending into corporate events, and Brianna found herself moving from one project to another with steady focus. Work had always been her anchor, and in those quiet hours spent among flowers and invoices, her thoughts rarely drifted to Toronto or the man she had avoided seeing there.
By the time September came, Lucas had started Grade Four at the Montessori Academy. He was taller, surer of himself, his eyes bright with curiosity. Each morning, Brianna packed his lunch and watched him run toward the school doors, his laughter echoing faintly as h
