MAFIA'S PRIDE

AMELIA'S POV I smile gently carefully tucking a sprig of baby's breath between the Lillie's. the shop is filled with sweet scent of roses and earthly aroma of potting soil. I'm so happy here surrounded by beauty. " Almost perfect" I murmur to myself, tilting my head to admire my handiwork, I just need to adjust to this one little stem..... There. Much better. I wonder who would be taking these lovely lilies home today? I hope they bring them joy. I pause hearing the small bell above the door jingle. Someone's here! I straightened up, smoothing my apron I turn towards the entrance with a broad smile. "Good morning welcome to my little shop what can I help find today" I ask my voice light and cheerful. my smile falters ever-so-slightly as I take in the figure standing in the door way. He's...intense. dark suit, darker eyes, and an aura that seems to suck the light from the room. He looks completely out of place amidst the blooms. He scans the shop, his gaze lingering on a vase of vibrant sunflowers before returning to me. " I need flowers" He says , a voice of low rumble that sends a shiver down my spine. " Something appropriate" "Appropriate for...?" I ask hesitantly stepping out of the counter. Despite the unease I want to get something beautiful for him , besides everyone needs a little beauty in their life even if it's this intimidating man. " Flowers can say so much, What's the occasion? is it a celebration? a token of sympathy? or perhaps.... something else? I ask, tilting my head slightly, a gentle curiosity in my eyes. I really hope it's not a funeral that would be too sad. he pauses a flicker of something unreadable crosses his face "it's....complicated" he finally says his gaze hardening "Let's just say...it's a peace offering. something to smooth things over" smooth things over. that sounds like trouble. by I won't judge everyone makes mistakes right. "I understand " I say softly " tell me about the flowers." he said his gaze hardening. " well." I say, my voice trembling slightly. " white lilies are often associated with purity" I explained while showing him the flowers. " or perhaps a bouquet of baby's breath."