His Marble Heart
fumbled with her umbrella as she stepped out of the subway, nearly dropping the pastry bag tucked under her arm. It was 7:42 a.m., her so
re
et for her anniversary. Aria had worked late the night before, carefully choosing each stem. Peonies for compassion. White lilacs for
already at the shop, already picturing her mother's soft
s when it
the man until i
led forward, her balance thrown off by her umbrell
flying from her hands. Something crunched underfoot
orry!" Aria gasped, eye
aring a dark stain down the front. His jaw clenched, his face unreadable. And h
, dabbing at his coat helplessly. "I didn't see you-t
ch. Didn't mov
our head in the clouds?" he asked, voic
her harder than
the rudeness, then str
throw coffee at strangers, at least of
er. Heat rushed to her cheeks-par
trangers like they're ben
between them, filled on
prise. She couldn't tell. But before she could say more, he s
lly. "Only when t
that, vanishing into the cro
onto the sidewalk. The man hadn't yelled. He hadn't insulted her ou
hed the flower shop,
ek l
ses. The air inside was sterile, scented with expensive cologne and ambition. Men in tailored suits passed briskly, talk
d and approached
ee Mr. Ethan V
n't look up. "Do you
, b
oesn't take
e about a property he acquired on Atlantic Ave
up, her expression blan
. Aria B
do, Miss Bennett. He'
Aria said, more s
d, startled by the quie
ving until I
enched in her lap, heart thundering against h
nutes
twe
the floor, drawing closer. The door
wned the world. Because
an
it her like a jolt. The man from the
se it w
r. His eyes scanned her f
id, voice low. "Sp
op I work at-the one at 422B-it was bought by your company. We just f
olition next month," he said evenly
just need time. Two months. That shop is everything to
d her, un
built on sentime
the inside of her cheek. "
lio to her chest, heart sinking. She
th
" Etha
ned, co
e of her tote bag, where
t's
y. "I do freelance floral ins
nd pulled the folder
ten
through i
t. Petal structures that resembled cascading water. Suspended vines with hidden lights woven
y. "We need someone to design the botanical eleme
re bribing me with
. "I'm offering yo
man was insufferable. Ar
she need
allowed h
. "Fine. I
===========
d, hair damp from the rain. She hadn't begged. She
ething about
The way she didn't shri
y hadn't expected to offer her a job. But now she was in his world-this sh
steel, and silence-felt the fa
shaped l