Fiona’s POV
The next day, when I enter the perfume lab, I know what I have to do.
Today is the day I finally create the perfume I've been envisioning.
I gather my materials, feeling a sense of purpose as I lay them out on the workbench. My father's specialty perfume, reminiscent of his warm, fatherly love towards me, is my starting point.
But my creation will be different; it will capture the essence of romantic love - everything that I feel for Micah.
I start with some of the original raw materials from my father's formula - the familiar notes of rose and vanilla. But I know this perfume needs something more, something uniquely mine—something that represents Micah.
I think of his cool, minty scent, the way it always calms me and I carefully add a touch of mint to the mixture, imme
