Daisy's POV
The warm spring breeze caressed my face as I approached the sleek office building that housed Mr Johnson's law firm. My heart was thumping, knowing that the meeting today could end the long-standing conflict over my late mother's estate.
Avery was waiting for me in the car, and I knew I had to face this alone. I assured myself I would soon be back with Gabriel; I already missed him so much.
As I entered the polished lobby, the familiar scent of mahogany and leather filled my senses, transporting me back to the numerous times I had visited.
"Hello, Miss Daisy. You're here to see Mr Johnson, and he's been expecting you." The receptionist greeted me with a warm smile, gesturing for me to take a seat while she informed Mr. Johnson of my arrival.