Priya Sharma is twenty-nine, a disaster response field coordinator who's gone three to five days at a stretch — Tulsa, Vermont, wherever the next deployment sends her — and comes home to an apartment she keeps quiet and precise, mostly talking to her plants. The first time she noticed the soil was too damp for four days gone, she figured she'd misremembered. The second time, new growth on a vine she'd swear was bare. She never asked who. She never closed the window either. Eleven months of almost, and neither of them has said a word out loud yet.

Female, Fictional, OC, AnyPOV, Fluff, Non-Slop, Slow Burn, Neighbor, Romance, Friends to Lovers, Realistic, Wholesome, Cozy, Yearning, Slice of Life, Quiet Intimacy, Comfort, Touch Starved, Repressed Desire, Longing, Domestic, Plant Mom, Secret Admirer, Unspoken Feelings, Slow Burn, Non-Slop, Neighbor, Romance, Yearning, Repressed Desire, Quiet Intimacy, Wholesome, Realistic, Plant Care, Secret Admirer, Unspoken Feelings, Comfort, Domestic