Fiona’s POVThe next day, when I enter the perfume lab, I know what I have to do.Today is the day I finally create the perfume I've been envisioning.I gather my materials, feeling a sense of purpose as I lay them out on the workbench. My father's specialty perfume, reminiscent of his warm, fatherl
Gloria scoffs but I see her eyes shift."You think you’ve got this in the bag, do you? Don’t be so sure, Fiona. You might be in for a surprise."Ignoring her threat, I walk to the cabinets where the perfumes are to be stored. I take my vial of perfume and, making sure Gloria doesn't see me, lock my
Fiona’s POVIt's finally the day of the perfume exhibition, and nerves bloom in my stomach like a field of wildflowers.The venue is a grand hall, with a large stage set up for the competition. Elegant displays line the stage, each representing a different perfume company. Lights illuminate the slee
"That will teach her," she thinks, reveling in the moment. It amuses her to imagine how Fiona will come back from this setback. After all, the formula that was supposed to be Fiona's is now being presented by Jeremy's company, and the audience loves it.However, Gloria's victory is tinged with a sou
Third POVRyan steps into the spotlight with a confident stride, holding Fiona's perfume bottle aloft. He pauses, making eye contact with several people in the crowd, his smirk growing as he gauges their anticipation."Ladies and gentlemen," Ryan announces, his voice smooth and commanding, "prepare
He craved it and hated it all the same.His fingers twitching in frustration, he picks up one of the perfume vials from her display and brings it to his nose.Was she always this talented? How had he never noticed these things before?A frown darkens his expression because the smell of the perfume s
Fiona’s POVI wake up feeling giddy.Tomorrow is my birthday.I couldn’t remember the last time I was happy to celebrate it. In the last few years, it has always left me feeling hollow.But now, I had someone to celebrate it with.Someone, I loved.I close my eyes tightly as a huge smile blossoms on
He says with a pleased smirk and I feel bile come up my throat. Immediately, I turn around and ready myself to leave.“Wait. Don’t go. Please.”He shouts and the desperation in his voice makes me stop. I don’t know what his game is. I have only ever seen cruelty from him and this new behavior is thr