Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Connor: How about a trip to Blossom Valley this Saturday?)

Flora had always mentioned wanting to go, but never seemed to find the time. She replied with feigned regret, I can’t, I’ve got plans this Saturday. Im going to a concert]

[With frends?)

[Yeah]

[Is it all set?]

[Mhm.]

Even through the screen, Flora could imagine how disappointed Connor must be feeling.

She felt a twinge of guilt. He was too insecure sometimes. A little neglect, and he’d start to think she wanted to leave him

After a moment’s thought, she decided to try her luck and continued typing. [Or, you could come with me?]

The concert would be too noisy, Flora thought Connor wouldn’t like it.

[If you don’t want to, no pressure. We can go someplace else when we’re both free Worried Connor might feel awkward to refuse, she quickly sent another message before he could reply

[Il come pick you up from the Irving residence in the morning. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

[Okay]

On the day of the concert, Flora had been ready for a while, but Connor hadn’t arrived yet.

This was unexpected; Connor was never the type to be late.

[Connor, are you ready yet?] She messaged him while lounging on her bed.

Elsewhere

Moss and Beck were shocked to see Connor sweating over his choice of outfits. He had changed clothes dozens of times, starting before dawn and still hadn’t settled on the right outfit.

“Sir, it’s getting late. Ms. Flora must be getting anxious, Moss reminded him.

Hearing this, Connor glanced at his watch. Indeed, there wasn’t much time left.

He held up two outfits, asking Moss and Beck, “Which one??

“The one on the left”

“I was thinking the left one too, Moss and Beck echoed.

Connor compared the two outfits again, frowning. “Really? I think the right one looks younger, a bit better.”

He was already several years older than Flora. He couldn’t afford to dress too maturely.

Moss and Beck fell silent.

By the time Flora was almost falling asleep waiting, Connor finally arrived.

She hurried downstairs and saw Connor standing by the car door

Today, he was dressed simply in a white shirt and jeans, his hair casually tousled but not unkempt, adding a touch of wildness instead. Faint light filtered through the gaps in the trees, casting a soft and warm glow on his handsome features. Gone were the aloofness and haughtiness of the past. He looked years younger.

A smile brightened his already attractive eyes. Flora walked up to him, not hiding her admiration, “Connor, you look different today”

“How so?” Connor asked casually, though he was a bit nervous.

Did he look strange dressed like this?

“You look great. And there’s a certain liveliness about you.” Flora laughed.

Connor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and opened the passenger door for her.

Considering they were going to meet Flora’s friends, Connor chose not to show off, opting for a modest car

“Moss and Beck didn’t come today?”

10:31

Flore sat in the passenger seat, looking at Connor as he fastened her seatbelt, and asked.

“Yeah, I’ve assigned them other tasks. It’s just the two of us today,” Connor explained.

“There are snacks in the back if you get hungry!

“Great.”

Flora turned and grabbed a big bag of snacks from the backseat to hold in her lap.