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

Amy: !!!

So, he was here to snag the flowers after all.

"No way!" Amy shot back, hugging the bouquet Fiona had given her like a protective mama bear.

"Why?" The guy asked, clearly baffled.

He was miffed that Amy handed out flowers to so many others but not to him. What made him any different?

"Because they're mine," she retorted, rolling her eyes and turning to leave. She had zero interest in getting caught up with someone like him. It was her call to give flowers to whoever she pleased. Seriously, did she need permission to handle her own stuff?

"Step aside!" Amy glowered at him, linked arms with Fiona, and turned to walk away, only to bump right into Jane.

"Who's not watching where they're going?" Amy grumbled, her mood already sour and now even more irritable.

"Amy, what's gotten into you?" Jane asked, bewildered after being snapped at the moment she arrived.

it!" Amy shot her

sly grin, "Didn't you sign up for the performance, Fiona? Aren't you planning to get on stage? This is about your

she was clueless, chuckling, "Do you really think I'm worried about

that with Fiona's name on the list, she'd have no choice but to perform, even if it meant making

College, everyone was hustling for even a sliver of a credit, but Fiona acted like they

at Center College?" Jane insisted,

couldn't care

it, she could whip up a paper

She lacked nothing. What

gritted

daggers at Fiona's retreating back, her

with the

you?" Jane felt like she'd

bit intimidated by Fiona. The Hastings family was not someone even the Larkin family dared to cross. The only family that could stand toe-to-toe with the Hastings was the Woods family, and she'd seen someone

now, she

the Woods branch in