The next day Carol invites me for her floral shop inauguration. I decide to take Zoya with me there. It will be the perfect occasion to let my friends see her.

I reach just on time to the address Carol texted me yesterday. Grabbing Zoya's hand in one, I hold the small, cute flower bouquet in my other hand that I have bought on the way for Carol.

I step inside Carol's shop and look around. The smell of fresh flowers strikes my nostrils and I breathe deeply to inhale more of the fragrance. Different species of flowers are displayed on their respective racks. There is an array of greenery...