And just like that, another month passed.
Daisy stood outside, eyes fixed on the small wooden sign perched above their shop. It wasn't grand or flashy, just enough to catch the eye of wandering tourists or the occasional passerby. Simple, but theirs.
She breathed in the faint saltiness of the ocean breeze, the sound of crashing waves not far from where they stood. Choosing a place near the beach had been Aurora's idea, and Daisy had agreed without much argument just because she had a good memory here.
For the first time in a long while, Daisy let herself imagine this could actually work.
Aurora suddenly slipped her arm around Daisy's shoulders, her voice light but edged with something heavier.
