Sienna had been immersed in her perfume business for months, losing track of time the way only obsession allowed. At first, she’d been certain Frederick was ready to invest, his interest had been obvious, his questions precise, but the truth was, she hadn’t finalized a single sample. Not one that satisfied her.Every time the notes came together, something still felt wrong. Too sharp, too dull, too ordinary. The failures gnawed at her, stirring an ache she didn’t like to acknowledge.She missed Cassie, missed her instincts, her quiet certainty with scents. But the pit Sienna had dug with her own choices was too wide, too deep, to simple climb out of now. Pride alone wouldn’t let her.And yet, the business was moving forward. Production plans were ready, packaging designs finalized, investors waiting. All of it without a fragrance as wild and grounding, as intoxicating and calm, as the one Franklin was wearing that day.She noticed
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