Samuel sat alone in his office, the glow of city lights spilling through the tall windows. The blueprints for his proposal lay on his desk, their lines crisp and detailed, but his focus had shifted. His pen tapped softly against the wood, his mind elsewhere.
He leaned back in his chair, the weight of his father's words heavy in his thoughts. "Don't miss the opportunity to have her before someone else takes her from you." The advice echoed in his head, both a warning and a push he hadn't known he needed.
The thought of losing Zinnia made his chest tighten. This wasn't about securing his future or fulfilling anyone's expectations. It was about her—about the way she softened his world without even trying.
He closed the blueprint and set his pen down, drawing a deep breath. Tomorrow, he would act. But tonight, he just wanted to be home with her.
