Once the door closed behind him, Samuel let out a quiet sigh, leaning against it for a moment. His gaze shifted to the adjoining wall, where he knew Zinnia's room was on the other side.
It was strange, really. They had been living together for over three years, and yet, they had always maintained this distance—separate rooms, separate lives, even in shared spaces.
Still, at least this time, they both seemed to want to grow closer and find happiness together. He could only hope that this trip would help her see him, Samuel, instead of James.
Determined, he resolved to create new, happy memories with Zinnia here—memories that would help her finally move on from James.
Samuel rubbed the back of his neck, shaking his head as if to clear his thoughts. "Focus," he muttered to himself. "You've got a wedding to prepare for."