The morning sun spilled gently through the glass windows of Blossom & Bliss, casting golden patterns across rows of tulips, roses, and lavender. Rose Carter moved between the bouquets with practiced grace, her fingers dancing over petals like a silent melody. The shop is smelled of earth and sweetness - just the way she liked it.
In this little corner of the world, everything was calm. Her hands arranged flowers but her heart arranged dreams - of simple days and loyal customers. She had build this quiet life petal by petal.
Customers came and went with soft smiles and warm thank you's. Rose handed a bouquet of sunflowers, her smile as natural as the morning light - but beneath the smile was something carefully hidden, like a pressed flower between the pages of a book, never to be touched.
It had taken years to get here.
9 years ago, she wasn't be able to walk down the streets alone. The nightmares,the anxiety, the feeling of being drown while awake - it had nearly broken her. Therapy sessions, week after week, slowly stitched her back together. She had learn to live freely again.
Her therapist, Dr. Elain Hart had once said "healing isn't about forgetting. It's about learning to live with the memory without letting it own you".
So, Rose has chosen flowers. Life. Beauty. She moved to Costa Rica where no one knows her past. Here, she is just a kind woman with a flower shop. And that was enough.
Or so she thought!!!