Ella's POV:
It started with a bouquet of lilies, my favorite flowers, not roses, not some generic arrangement.
Lilies. I found them waiting at the penthouse door as I returned from running errands.
A simple note was tucked into the stems: For the most beautiful part of my day - A
At first, I didn't know how to react.
Arec had always been polite and thoughtful, but this? This felt different. Personal.
The kind of gesture that made me wonder if he knew me better than I realized. I set the flowers in a vase and spent the next hour circling the arrangement, unable to stop smiling.
Then came the texts.
"Did you eat lunch?"
"Don't skip, okay?"
And then, "I thought about that karaoke song you sang. You owe me a duet next time."
At first, I chuckled at his messages, marveling at the fact that Arec Weston, stoic, focused, and always buried in work, was now the man checking on me every hour.
