Chapter 30

As Camille entered the shop, the air was immediately filled with the delicate and soothing scent of flowers. The place was bathed in a soft, warm glow from the sunlight filtering through the windows.

Wooden shelves adorned with potted plants lined the walls. The countertops displayed an array of bouquets and arrangements, each a carefully curated mix of colors and textures.

The sound of trickling water echoed softly from a corner where a quaint tabletop fountain sat. There was also a hand-painted chalkboard on the wall that listed the daily specials.

Overall, the interior was homey and quite comfortable.

The clerk, a pretty young girl with honey-brown eyes, greeted Camille with a smile.

“Hello, ma’am,” she said politely. “What kind of flowers would you like?”

Camille smiled back. “I’d like to take a look around first if you don’t mind.”

“Of course not. Feel free to do so.”

‘Where is he?’ she thought as she went further into the shop.

When she rounded the corner to go to the next aisle