Just then, a customer came in wanting to buy a bouquet. Camryn first brought over some sample pictures for the customer to choose from.

“No need to choose, just help me arrange a bouquet of roses. I’m going to confess my feelings,” said the young boy, a hint of shyness on his face as he spoke.

Camryn smiled gently. “Alright, please wait a moment while I prepare it for you.”

Callum assisted by inviting the young boy to sit down and poured him a glass of water.

The boy glanced between Camryn and Callum and quietly asked, “Are you and the boss married or dating?”

“We’re married. She’s my wife.”

The boy expressed his envy. “You both seem very happy.”

“Yeah, we are very happy. I love my wife very much, and she loves me too.”

Thinking about the girl he was pursuing, the boy’s face lit up with anticipation. “I also have someone I like, and I’m going to confess to her, though I just don’t know if she feels the same. I’m a bit nervous.”

Callum, drawing from his own experience, advised