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But when she opened her door, she was confused as flowers littered the floor just outside her room. It was like a flower shop just sprung inside their apartment.

“What is happening?” She looked confused, raising her eyebrows at the girl holding a pot of flowers in her hands.

The unknown girl wearing a flowery uniform carefully placed what she held in her hands on the small space on the floor before standing up again to face her.

But before the girl could answer, another louder voice spoke, breaking the silence. “Someone has sent you all these beautiful flowers. And there are more.” Eida walked towards her, carrying Luisa in her arms.

“Good morning, Luisa.” Amelia greeted their little princess, kissing her dainty fingers as she held them in her hand.

She would have peppered her with kisses on her chubby cheeks if she had the chance to at least brush her teeth, wash her face and comb her hair. However, the commotion had her running out the door.

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Two more men entered the room, carrying vases in each arm. All she could do was wonder what that man was thinking, sending this many flowers. Did he assume this stunt would make her change her mind that easily?

“Who do you think sent you this?” Eida asked, still admiring the varieties of flowers decorating their living room. “Is it a new admirer?” She asked, blinking her eyes to tease her.

Amelia wondered if her friend was clueless about the sender or just pretending to know nothing. But from the glint in her eyes, she doubted that Eida was oblivious of his identity.

In her case, she might already have an idea, remembering the last time she had seen him. Besides, she could not think of any other man who would give her this kind of attention.

“I don’t know.” Amelia pretended to have no idea, picking up a bunch of flowers nearby. They were pink lilacs that were as beautiful as their little angel.

She took one piece and cut the stem, putting the small flower, looking like a four-leaf clover, on top of the baby’s cloth. “You are like this flower, so beautiful and innocent.”

She knew, just like the flower and what it symbolized, that their little angel would be someone full of life and curiosity about the world. She could also see that she would be as stubborn as her mother and father but just as determined.

She could only hope that this flower would also bring her luck because life was hard enough without it. Their little angel might need all the help she could get, especially when she was already a victim of fate at her very young age.

“That is such a nice thing to say.” Eida felt touched by Amelia’s gesture. And it seemed that Luisa also loved it as her lips went wide like they formed a smile. “You see, Luisa loved it too.”

Amelia was right about her daughter. Luisa was just an innocent victim of their fate. As much as Eida did not want her to be part of her tragic fate, she had no other options. Luisa was stuck with her whether she liked it or not.

Still, Eida promised to do everything she could to give her daughter the life she deserved. At least in her best capacity. She knew she would not become a princess under her care. But she would fill her life with love.

“I see the card.” Eida took it from the delivery service and thanked them. “Here.” She handed the card to her friend, excited to see if her guess was correct.

Amelia took the card, but instead of opening it, she pushed it inside the pocket of her robe, appearing not interested to read the content. Then, she kissed Luisa on her covered foot before turning and returning to her room.

“That is not fair. You should read the card.” Eida complained as she closed the door on her friend.

Then, she leaned on the door, feeling her heart beating wildly inside her chest. It was hard to pretend that she did not care when all she could think about was screaming at the top of her lungs.

Of course, she found the gesture romantic. She had dreamt of this scene a thousand times. Now that it was real, she still could not believe it. It was like if she opened the door again, all the flowers would vanish, and she would wake up.

“We are having breakfast in the kitchen. Join us when you are finally over fantasizing about your secret admirer.” Eida shouted by the door before she heard her footsteps slowly move away.

Finally, she pulled the card out of her pocket and slowly peeked at its content. It was written beautifully in familiar handwriting, unlike a flower shop’s typical card.

She could tell he had written the note on the card, noticing the strokes he liked to use in his penmanship. It was a sweet gesture that he must have personally picked the flowers and not just asked his secretary to do it for him.

“I am not fantasizing about him.” She quickly responded, yelling back by the door before she moved to her bed to reread the words on the piece of paper.

AMELIA...

YOU SAID YOU WOULD LIKE ANY FLOWERS I SEND YOU, SO I DECIDED TO SEND ALL THE VARIETIES I CAN FIND. AND I WILL LOOK FOR MORE IF IT WILL CONVINCE YOU TO HAVE DINNER WITH ME THIS WEEKEND.

EVAN.

She could see that he had made an effort to do this. But was that enough to convince her that he had changed and deserved her second chance? But truthfully, she could not help the excitement coursing through her spine about the thought of seeing him again.

Of course, she would like to see him, but he had to earn her trust the hard way. If he would remain persistent and never give up, maybe this time, he might be telling her the truth. She could finally believe and trust him again, without a doubt.