Between Petals and Memories

ed to see Daniel every morning. He came in, bought his white lilies, and left

didn't feel as heavy. There was a quiet understanding in the air like they were both w

e in as usual. But this time, he seemed different. He looked tired, more w

ice soft but with a hint o

he couldn't hold it in any longer, he let out a small sigh. "No,

n she had been seeing every day was someone w

arranged the flowers. She felt her heart racing, unsure of what h

st stood there, looking at her, as if he were search

s becoming more familiar with each visit. "I keep bringing the lilies to her grave because... I don't know how to stop. I

d something else-something more fragile. "Daniel, you don't have to forget her," she said gently, her voice steady despite the turmoil in he

a mix of confusion and f

a memory. And while memories are important, they can't define your whole

y tracing the edge of the counter. "I don't know how to move forward

ore, but this was different. Daniel wasn't just mourning someone he had lo

. "It just means making room for the future. For new things. It does

yes full of doubt. "And wha

"You don't have to be ready right now. But maybe... ju

trina noticed a flicker of something other than sadness in D

h and nodded slowly.

ou don't have to do it alone, Daniel. You d

hen nodded again. "Thanks," he said quietly. "I

e it as the first step in his journey to healing. It wasn't going to be easy, and it

hope and uncertainty. She knew he wasn't going to forget Emily-he didn't have to. But maybe, just m

time, she could