The Widow Next Door
About
Grief consumed me as a widow, until Zach—the arrogant enemy bent on bulldozing my flower shop—ignited a spark.
Running the flower shop without my late husband was a daily struggle. Flowers wilted, weeds overtook the garden, and anger simmered beneath the surface. Losing him had torn me apart.
Then Zach Thornton, my best friend’s brother and a former athlete, returned to Cherry Lane.
His plans, ambitious and relentless, threatened the last piece of my late husband’s legacy. He was arrogant, demanding I sell. To let go felt like a betrayal.
Instead of bulldozing, Zach offered to revive the shop.
We weren’t supposed to connect. But without warning, his kindness, his passion, even his smile—changed everything.
As we worked side by side to breathe life back into the business, Zach became the hope I never expected. Could I dare to open my heart to love again?