Chapter 298:
Julie's POV
I stepped forward into the depths of the shop with calm, measured, and graceful strides, carefully setting my small brown leather purse onto a side wooden shelf. With a newfound confidence, I advanced toward the large workbench, my nimble fingers well-accustomed to this craft over the passing days beginning to arrange the colorful flower stems, glistening with morning dew, inside the large glass vases. Madam Sophia locked her sapphire blue eyes onto me, a sly, meaningful smile drenched in pure amusement carving her glossy lips as she inquired in a quiet pitch: "Do you know, Julie, exactly who is going to walk through that door right now to purchase flowers, as per his absolute daily ritual?"
The hand holding a stem of tulips froze for a fraction of a second. I turned my entire body toward her, my brows knitted in pure bewilderment, and asked inquisitively: "Who?"
