Rose
My lips curve up into a smile as a little girl waves back at me; holding onto her flower until she steps out of my flower shop with her mother. I look around—seeing that my workers are busy attending to the customers in here, bringing them the fresh new flowers that just arrived today.
I turn to look left on the counter at a picture of Elis and I; the same picture that we took four years ago. It has been long since what happened yet I still miss him every single day, no matter how.
Months after his death, his lawyer called; made an appointment with me, told me that there was something important. I thought it had something to do with his sudden death so I had no other choice but to meet him—which shocked me most when I found out about it.
Elis had placed half of his company under
