Emily's POV
As I took the bouquet, Liam also handed me a mysterious envelope.
"Open it when you're inside." He whispered.
His eyes glinted with a mischievous sparkle.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against my forehead in a gentle peck, sending a shiver down my spine.
The touch was fleeting, but the sensation lingered, leaving me feeling curious and intrigued. I took the envelope, my mind racing with possibilities, and watched as Liam stepped back, his smile still playing on his lips.
With the bouquet in hand and the mysterious envelope tucked away, I waved goodbye as Liam drove off, a wide smile still plastered on my face. As I turned to head towards Ethan's house, my mind began to wander back to the unforgettable events of the past 15 hours- from the moment Liam picked me up the night before, to our laughter-filled conversations, thoughtful gifts, and sweet gestures.
