Sophia stared at the door long after Ethan had walked out, the soft chime of the bell still echoing in her ears. The past had just stormed into her life without warning, bringing with it a flood of emotions she wasn’t ready to face.
She took a shaky breath and turned her attention back to the bouquet she had been working on. But her hands trembled slightly as she adjusted the petals, her mind refusing to let go of the conversation that had just taken place.
Ethan Sinclair.
Of all people, why did it have to be him?
The man who had once made her believe in fairytales, only to shatter her heart into pieces. The man who had walked away without so much as a goodbye. Now, he was back, standing in her shop, offering her a deal that could save her business.
But at what cost?
The thought made her stomach twist.
She wasn’t naïve enough to believe Ethan had come back into her life out of kindness. He was a businessman—a ruthless one at that. Everything he did had a purpose, and she knew better than to think his offer was just about her talent.
Still, Bennett’s Blooms was drowning. The bills kept piling up, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t seem to keep her grandmother’s dream alive.
Could she really afford to say no?
The door chimed again, snapping Sophia out of her thoughts. This time, it wasn’t Ethan—it was her best friend, Lily Carter, walking in with two coffees in hand.
“Okay,” Lily said, setting one cup down on the counter, “you look like you’ve either seen a ghost or been proposed to by a stranger.” She studied Sophia’s face, then narrowed her eyes. “Wait… why do you look like you’re about to throw up?”
Sophia sighed and took the coffee. “Because Ethan Sinclair just walked into my shop.”
Lily froze mid-sip. “Excuse me? Ethan Sinclair? As in your Ethan?”
“He was never mine,” Sophia muttered, taking a sip of her coffee.
Lily pulled up a chair. “Details. Now.”
Sophia hesitated for a moment before relaying the entire conversation, from Ethan’s sudden appearance to his offer. When she was done, Lily leaned back, looking both intrigued and outraged.
“So let me get this straight,” Lily said. “The man who broke your heart into tiny, unrecognizable pieces has now swooped back into town, offering you a deal that could save your shop, but it means working for him?”
Sophia sighed. “Yes.”
Lily shook her head. “That man has some nerve. You should tell him to shove his deal where the sun doesn’t shine.”
“I want to,” Sophia admitted, running a hand through her hair. “But… you know how bad things are. If I don’t do something soon, I’ll have to close the shop.”
Lily’s expression softened. “I know. And I hate that he’s the one holding the solution.”
Sophia nodded, staring at the flowers on the counter.
For years, she had dreamed of growing Bennett’s Blooms into something more. She wanted to expand, to bring in new customers, to make her grandmother proud. But the reality was, she was barely holding on.
And Ethan’s deal… it was tempting.
Too tempting.
“Do you think I should take it?” Sophia asked quietly.
Lily hesitated before answering. “I think you need to be careful. Ethan isn’t just some guy from your past—he’s the guy who hurt you the most. If you take this deal, make sure it’s on your terms.”
Sophia nodded, appreciating her friend’s honesty.
That night, after closing the shop, she sat at her tiny kitchen table, staring at the contract Ethan had sent over. The numbers were clear—this deal would save her.
But it might also destroy her.
She grabbed her phone, took a deep breath, and dialed his number.
When Ethan picked up, his voice was as smooth and controlled as ever. “Sophia.”
She swallowed hard. “I’ll do it.”