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She looked at her watch. “Since it’s four in the morning, I take it that you both came here early to help me troubleshoot all the messy irrigation spots in the covered areas?”

There was no point in saying otherwise.

“Dahlia Foster,” he said, pressing his forehead against mine. “Can we pick up where we left off?”

“Depends on which location you’re referring to.”

“Okay.” He smiled. “Can you please say, ‘yes’ and stop making things difficult?”

“I mean, I’m going to say ‘yes’ eventually, but I’m just wondering, where exactly we’re picking up…” I suddenly felt like I was a teenager again. “Is it the day when I should’ve told you things? The day when I went to a clinic and froze my eggs in hopes that maybe you’d come back? Or two weeks ago when?—”

“I’m referring to now.” He kissed my lips. “I don’t want to go another day without you. Do you feel the same?”

“Yes.” I kissed him back, melting into his arms, feeling like no time had passed.

He slid a hand under my overall straps as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Um, hello?” Aunt Gertrude’s voice made us tear apart. “Last time I checked, the plants can’t get watered by you nearly fucking out here. Come inside and get to work…”

We laughed and followed her inside, starting page one of our next chapter.

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EPILOGUE

You are cordially invited to the wedding of

Dahlia Foster

&

Everett Anderson

Sunday, August 17, 2025

at four in the afternoon

Blooms & Letters

510 Garden Avenue,

Eads River, TN

Please RSVP by June 15, & kindly select your favorite flower from the options listed below.

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EPILOGUE

Blooms & Letters is proud to expand its “Forever Writing You” store and staff.

Please welcome my husband aboard, so that we may take international orders and expand our garden by an additional twenty-eight acres.

Forever Blooming,

Dahlia

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