Emma woke to the soft glow of sunlight streaming through her bedroom window. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, her thoughts weren’t clouded with doubt or bitterness. Instead, there was a curious warmth—a quiet hopefulness that had taken root after her conversation with Alexander. She stretched lazily in bed, her gaze drifting toward the bouquet of wildflowers on her nightstand. Their vibrant colors reminded her of the sincerity in Alexander’s eyes when he promised to make things right.
It had been weeks since she’d given him the chance to prove himself. Each day brought its own challenges, and Emma still struggled with moments of hesitation, but Alexander’s patience never wavered. He seemed determined to show her that he wasn’t the man who had shattered her trust months ag
