It was a crisp Monday morning, and Rachel, the talented perfumer, was immersed in her mini production office. She had been working tirelessly on creating a new perfume, experimenting with different scents and ingredients.
As she delicately mixed the fragrances together, her mind was focused and determined. She didn't want what had happened during the weekends stop her from concentrating on her work, she was determined to create a perfume which aids for sleeping and warding off nightmares.
She was determined to create it, but somewhere at the back of her mind she couldn't stop thinking about the kiss she shared with Zech, she shook her head slightly, he rejected me so you can't be soft she told herself.