At twenty-eight, Sophia had built something entirely her own in the heart of Portland's Pearl District. After leaving her corporate marketing job, she'd poured her savings and her heart into transforming an old brick building into a sanctuary for book lovers and coffee enthusiasts. The space reflected her personality perfectly: eclectic bookshelves lined the walls, mismatched vintage furniture created cozy reading corners, and the coffee bar she'd designed herself served as the heartbeat of the establishment.
She was arranging the day's featured books when the bell above the door chimed, announcing her first customer. Looking up, she expected to see Mrs. Henderson, who came in every Tuesday for her weekly romance novel and lavender latte. Instead, a tall man with dark hair and kind brown eyes stood hesitating in the doorway, shaking raindrops from his charcoal wool coat.