RHYS’S POV FOURTEEN YEARS AGO I had come to Naples to find my half-brother after the news of our father’s death reached me. But instead, I found love. I lifted the bouquet to my nose and took a soft breath in, then pulled away. “Perfect.” Marigolds, gold chrysanthemums, ranunculus, and sunflowers. They reminded me of her eyes—amber and warm, like honey set on fire. “That would be one hundred and twenty euros, young man,” the seller said, eyeing me. “Must be a very special girl.” I pulled the money from my wallet and handed it to him. “The most special girl.” Then I thanked him and walked toward the lake where she would be waiting for me. I spotted her sitting on a log before she noticed me, her back turned to me. The sunset reflected on her skin and the wind moved through her hair. She finally noticed my presence and turned slowly. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of her eyes. She was as beautiful as ever. I smiled at her, already walking fa
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