Sometimes, the best way to avoid your past is to bury yourself in flowers. At least, that's what I tell myself as I arrange bouquets for weddings, anniversaries, and people who still believe in forever. I used to be one of them, back when love didn't feel like an impossible maze. But then James walks into my flower shop, camera in hand and charm in his smile, and suddenly, I'm wondering if the walls I've built around my heart are as solid as I think. I'm supposed to focus on other people's happily ever afters, but James has a way of making me question whether I'm allowed to want my own again. Of course, love isn't all sunshine and peonies. It's messy, unpredictable, and sometimes it digs up things you thought were long buried. Like the wedding I'm planning for a bride who has no idea her groom has a past with my best friend-and that past might just explode at the altar. As the petals fall, so do the illusions, and I'm left wondering: can I still trust in love when all the arrangements unravel?
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