CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN –THE CONFESSION

By the time the next Claire-orchestrated setup came around, Jasmine had mostly made peace with the likelihood that her dating prospects in this city ranged from hopelessly eccentric to outright calamitous. As such, when her dearest friend announced her latest target with evident excitement, she consciously reined in her expectations. "Ok, hear me out - I know this one might sound a bit...unorthodox," Claire began with a slight grimace, "but I actually got really good vibes about this guy Martin when I met him at that neighborhood gardening group I attended." Jasmine quirked a brow at this, already feeling the faint pangs of impending doom stirring in her gut. "A gardening group? You never mentioned getting involved with one of..." She trailed off, uncertain how to even categorize such an oddly niche communal activity. Claire simply shrugged, clearly sensing her skepticism. "What can I say, sustainable horticulture is hot right now. But that's not the weird part - turns out Martin i