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The bell above the front door alerted him that someone had arrived

Please let it be Sylvie

He turned and in the diht, he made out her very familiar petite for about her But tonight wasn’t about hiht man for her

She’d checked the address three times

It was a storefront And it didn’t look occupied Though the soft glow of light shone through the white curtains over the s

Certain she had the right place, Sylvie opened the door A little bell rang out her arrival She stepped inside The overhead lights were di What in the world?

Her gaze le table in the s and candles In the center of the table was a bud vase with a single long-stem red rose Her heart swooned Had Enzo set all of this up for her? And where was he?

It was then that he stepped out of the shadows and approached her He smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes Was he as nervous as she was?

“Thank you for co,” he said

“Enzo, what is all of this?”

“This is my new store, Barto Wines”

“You’re opening a wine store?”

He nodded “It’s so to mention to my father when he had his accident I abandoned the idea while trying to navigate the afterht time to move to Florence—”

“You’reshe hadn’t expected Not at all “But why not France, like you’d talked about?”