chapter 29

Annabelle pov .

After an hour of taking a shower and trying out my sister's clothes. I settle for a black and baggy overall with a cute white tank top that fit my sister's 'aesthetics

"Well I'm not used to this style ," I mumble once we get out of the car and arrive at the small flower shop.

"It fits the day and tone ,"she answers with a huge smile on her face while slamming the car door.

"I don't think so ,"I mutter in response as I look at my outfit.

I suck in my breathe as I look at he flower shop outside. It's small and cozy but it has the most beautiful flowers I have seen . It makes me feel like plucking one of them out .

Even the old lady tending to them outside has an inviting and warm presence .

"Wow this is -"

"Amazing right ?"my sister finishes my sentence with a huge smile.

"Yeah it is. I think this is a place I would be in forever ,"

"Oh please ,"she giggles and pats my shoulder and winks,"don't say that when you have one heck of a mate ,"

"Not now Olive ,"I gr