Scent Notes: Earl Grey tea, steamed milk, rich vanilla, and a touch of lavender.

“Admit it, Sarah: You love him.” Sarah rolled her eyes at Amanda’s words. “No, I don’t! He was … a formative experience, but I was just a kid! It was a dream. It was too magical to be true. There’s no way that I could be in love with him, now, so many years later. Plus he’s way too old for me," she said.

Amanda stared into her friend’s eyes, and grabbed her hands. “I know he’s important to you, because you keep talking about him all of these years later.” Sarah sighed dramatically, freed her hands, and strode across her bedroom to the window. She looked out, forlornly.... Click here to read the rest of the story!