Charlotte frowned. “Did the gentleman leave his name?”
“I’m sorry<b>, </b>no,”
“the store clerk replied politely.
“I see. Thank you.” She hung up.
Inside the box was a beautifully wrapped pink heart–shaped gift box.
Her brows furrowed deeper as she opened it. Nestled inside was a stunning diamond ne–clearly worth a fortune. Tucked alongside it was a small card that read: “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
Only then <b>did </b>it hit her that today was Valentine’s Day.
But who sent it?
A familiar face suddenly shed through her mind.
They had just run into <b>each </b>other at the restaurant earlier today. “Could it have been Sean?” she wondered.
The thought made her go momentarily nk. Her fingers tingled slightly.
But she quickly shook the idea off
When they crossed paths today, Sean had looked <b>indifferent</b>, distant, like none of it mattered to him.
“Could it be Zac then?” she thought
Just as she was wondering, her phone rang again.
She <b>set </b>the ne box aside and answered.
“Hi, your delivery is here.”
“<b>Delivery</b>?” (
* Charlotte was confused “I didn’t order anything”
The delivery pay chuckled. “Maybe your boyfriend did. It’s a bouquet of flowers.”
“Seriously<b>?</b>” she thought.
She opened the door and took the bouquet from him. It was a massive bundle of pink roses.
A <b>card </b>was tucked in the middle.
“Lottie, no boyfriend? No problem. Your bestie’s got your back–Happy Valentine’s! Love, Mia.”
Another delivery arrived soon after. This time, it was a soft pink bouquet of ranunculus.
“To evesting friendship -Lena”
A wave of warmth spread through Charlotte’s chest.
She took a photo of the flowers and sent it to their group chat,
“Thanks, girls. Got the flowers! They’re gorgeous”
Mix: “Which one do you like more?”
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Charlotte “This is a trap. I’m not answering ”
Lena “I’d like to know too.
pang up on me!“.
Charlotte “Lena, don’t gang
: “Fine, we’ll let you off—but only if we’re tied for first ce.“||
Charlotte “Obviously. You always are
Charlotte: “Today’s been chans. I owe you both a gift–ralii rck?<b>” </b>
Mia: “No rain checks. I’ve got my eye on that new Chanel bag.”
Charlotte replied with a bunny emoji holding up an <b>“</b>OK” sign
La fe for a
Charlotte: “What about you, Lena?”
Lena: “No rush. I haven’t decided yet.”
Charlotte: “Let me know when you do.<b>” </b>
She <b>arranged </b>the flowers in vases, but her eyes drifted <b>back </b>to the ne box on the table.
Out of curiosity, she looked up the ne on the brand’s website. It was part of a Valentine’s
ine’s Day limited edition collection–priced just under <b>$</b><b>1 </b>million, designed to represent eternal love
Who could have sent in?
Unlikely. He didn’t know her current address.
This condo had only recently been purchased for her by Desmond. Other than her family<b>, </b>only Mia and Lena knew where she lived.
And the clerk had said it was a man who bought it.
Charlotte was stamped.
A few momentster<b>, </b><b>she </b><b>called </b>the jewelry store again to ask if it could be returned <b>and </b>refunded. She didn’t want the ne and preferred the money be sent back to the <b>buyer’s </b>ount.
The clerk said that was possible but only if the original buyer came to the store in person
Charlotte sighed in frustration
“If I knew who bought it, would I even be calling you?” she silently remarked.
<b>Still</b>, she knew it wasn’t the clerk’s fault and didn’t want to make things difficult. After a few polite words, she hung up
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