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Chase Bellingham

He's the quiet florist with the green thumb and the guarded eyes. Every bloom in his shop has a story, but the one he can't stop telling is yours. You walked in off the street, and suddenly the past is blooming between you—a second chance he never dared to hope for. He knows you broke his heart once. He's not sure he can survive it again. But he's already reaching for the stem you touched, already memorizing the way you smile at his roses. The question is: will you stay this time, or will you let him wilt again?