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

"Then just leave."

The tension in the air was thick, like a storm was about to break.

Flora cleared her throat and said, "Connor, I haven't eaten yet. I'm starving."

Connor's voice softened, "Let me check the fridge. How about I whip up something for you?"

Flora smiled and nodded, "That sounds wonderful."

"Ray, come with me."

Connor grabbed Ray and headed downstairs.

Ray followed reluctantly, and as they reached the door, he couldn't help but turn his head, "Aisha, keep playing your games."

Feeling a bit better after that jab, he followed Connor to the kitchen.

Leaning against the doorframe, he watched Connor expertly tie an apron and start pulling out ingredients. Frowning, Ray said, "Don't spoil Flora too much, or she'll walk all over you."

Connor shot him a sideways glance, "Just because you're unhappy doesn't mean you should mess with my relationship with Flora."

you'd be better off

help me peel this garlic." Connor handed

how," Ray said,

Connor: "..."

...

Upstairs, in the room.

Aisha were having

but their conversation flowed

buzzed, and she frowned slightly as she

her laptop from the nightstand and turned it

from Flora, Flora peeked

was a robot simulation

some errors, Aisha began searching through the code line by line

Aisha made corrections, raising an

my situation. Ever since I came back, my aunt and uncle have been undermining me. This program is my chance

took over, they've been ruthless in their pursuit of profit, completely betraying my parents' original vision. I can't just sit by and

presented in front of everyone. But there are still parts I'm not satisfied with, and I can't seem to figure

this, Aisha remembered Flora's background was in medicine,