Daff hadn't meant to say it. The frustration had bubbled over and she just needed him to understand what this was doing to her.

She didn't regret saying it either. He probably ought to know and she should have been the one to tell him. Daff did her best to look him in the eye, but it was so hard. "I did exactly what you told me to," that day in her shop before it had all come together, when she wasn't sure what her relationship looked like with Noble nor Elias. She had finally learned what the real problem was — and that no matter what she did, it wasn't enough.

The journey to here hadn't been easy, she'd messed it up in far too many ways since that August afternoon, but Daff knew she what she wanted and she wasn't about to jeopardize it again. "I have my flower shop, I love Elias and I want to marry him, and I want to be happy." She blew out a steady breath. "And I want for you to be happy, too." She really did, more than alright, honestly happy.