The Flower That Grew from Ashes novel Chapter 162

"Oh my god, Anne!" Sophia said, holding a freshly prepped bunch of roses, looking at her with pure adoration. "Your skill level... seriously, you should be teaching masterclasses, not just running a small flower shop here!"

Annelise just smiled and didn't say a word.

With Sophia's help, she finally had some room to breathe.

She began using the relatively quiet afternoons to develop new floral products.

She experimented by combining the exquisite, minimalist Eastern aesthetic techniques documented in her mother's notebook with the nature-revering Scandinavian style she had been soaking in over the past few months.

She created a series of designs she personally named Zenith & Borealis.

Among them, the most popular was a minimalist arrangement box she dubbed the Ephemeral Collection.

The box contained nothing more than a handmade stoneware vase she'd found at a flea market, a single, perfectly postured seasonal stem hand-picked from Tor's farm that day, and a handwritten card detailing the flower's meaning and story.

The entire product was breathtakingly simple, yet incredibly elevated.

After a local Norwegian lifestyle blogger with hundreds of thousands of followers serendipitously discovered and posted about it on Instagram, the orders absolutely exploded.

Every day, people called or walked right into the shop to reserve this "blind box" floral gift infused with a mysterious Eastern charm.

With the arrival of spring, Annelise's life became busier and more fulfilling than ever before.

On the eighteenth day after the seeds were planted, the three terracotta pots on her windowsill finally showed signs of life.

That morning, after getting out of bed, she went to water the pots as usual. To her absolute delight, she discovered a tiny, vibrant green sprout—no bigger than a bean sprout—pushing its way out of the black soil in one of the pots.

She could hardly believe her eyes.

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