The morning sun streamed through the bay window, casting a warm glow over Ava's room. She woke with a start, the remnants of a dream clinging to the edges of her consciousness. A dream of cobblestone streets, a familiar laugh, and eyes the color of the stormy London sky. Shaking her head, Ava pushed the thoughts away. No time for reminiscing. She had a company to conquer.After a quick shower, she brewed a pot of strong coffee, the aroma filling the kitchen with a comforting scent. Sipping her coffee, she surveyed her wardrobe. Back in her college days, she'd juggled multiple part-time jobs to save up for quality pieces, determined to build a professional wardrobe that exuded confidence. Chloe, blessed with her father's seemingly endless fortune, had often supplemented Ava's efforts, dragging her to designer stores and insisting on "investing" in key pieces."You need to dress the part, babe," Chloe would declare, holding up a power suit or a statement dress. "Fake it till you make it, and you'll make it big time."Ava smiled at the memory. Chloe's unwavering belief in her had always been a source of strength. Selecting a tailored black dress and a scarlet blazer, she completed the look with simple jewelry and her favorite pair of heels. Feeling every bit the powerful executive, she snapped a quick selfie and sent it to Chloe with the caption "London takeover, day one!"On her way to Aesher Solutions, Ava stopped at a trendy barista for a takeaway breakfast. The place was buzzing with the morning rush, the air thick with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Balancing a croissant and a latte, she took another selfie, this one showcasing her "busy professional on the go" vibe, and sent it to Chloe.The day at Aesher Solutions was a whirlwind of activity. Ava dove headfirst into her new role, analyzing the team's current projects, offering her insights, and attending a series of meetings. She was in her element, her mind sharp, her energy high. She'd silenced her phone to avoid distractions, completely forgetting about the snaps she'd sent to Chloe.It wasn't until lunchtime, when she returned to her office, that she saw the barrage of missed calls and messages from Chloe. Twenty missed calls? What on earth was going on? Confused and slightly alarmed, she dialed Chloe back."Dude! Seriously?!" Chloe's voice shrieked through the phone, laced with a mixture of disbelief and excitement."Chloe, what's wrong? You're freaking me out!""Zoom in on the photo you sent from the barista," Chloe instructed, her voice barely contained.Ava pulled up the snap, her brow furrowed in confusion. She zoomed in on the background, her heart skipping a beat as she recognized the figure hunched over a laptop at a corner table. The white cashmere sweater, the messy brown hair, the way his brow furrowed in concentration... it couldn't be."Liam?" she whispered, her voice barely audible."Liam!" Chloe squealed in confirmation. "Liam freaking Blackwood! In London! At the same barista as you! Fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it, this is a sign!"Ava stared at the photo, her mind reeling. Liam. Her first love, the man with the ocean eyes and the heart of gold. The man whose heart had broken into a million pieces when he left for London couple of months ago, chasing his dreams of becoming a business tycoon in London too."This can't be happening," she mumbled, feeling a mixture of shock, disbelief, and a strange flutter of something she hadn't felt in years."It is happening, babe!" Chloe exclaimed. "And you need to find him. This is your second chance!""Chloe, don't be ridiculous. I have a career to focus on, a life to build here. I can't just go chasing after some ghost from the past.""Ghost? He's not a ghost, Ava! He's Liam, and he's right there, in London, waiting for you to find him!" Chloe's voice was filled with a fervent conviction that Ava knew all too well."No, Chloe. I'm not doing this. It's over, it's in the past. I've moved on.""Have you really?" Chloe challenged, her voice softening. "Or are you just scared?"Ava hesitated, her resolve wavering. Was she scared? Scared of the feelings that the sight of Liam had stirred up within her? Scared of the possibility of getting hurt again?"Look, just promise me you'll think about it," Chloe pleaded. "Just consider the possibility that this might be something special."Ava sighed, knowing she couldn't dismiss Chloe's words entirely. "Okay, fine. I'll think about it. But no promises."Hanging up the phone, Ava stared at Liam's image, her heart pounding in her chest. Liam in London. What were the odds? Was this a sign, a twist of fate, or just a cruel cosmic joke? She didn't have the answers, but one thing was certain: her carefully planned London takeover had just taken a very unexpected turn.