Chapter 6

Three days later, a gentle spring rain began to fall.

Evelyn was sitting at the entrance of the flower shop, sorting the fresh flowers that had just arrived, when she suddenly saw Charles getting down on one knee right outside in the rain, soaked through and clutching a document.

His eyes were full of reverence and desperation, his hair stuck to his forehead, making him look completely miserable.

"Evelyn." Charles looked up at her, his eyes bloodshot, his voice gritty but resolute, tinged with pleading. "I know I was a jerk before. I hurt you, and I don't deserve your…