Chapter 16

(Lena's POV)

I woke up to see he wasn't on the bed with me; the shower wasn't on, so he wasn't in the bathroom either. I didn't feel disappointed—that's what I told myself—but that was a lie. I stood, feeling the pain between my legs. I was sore and it wouldn't be going away anytime soon, but then I spotted something.

Were those flowers?

I walked slowly to the bunch of roses, and I gasped when I saw the letter in it. ~From Damien~

Damien had bought me flowers. It sounded unreal; he didn't strike me as theat kind of a guy.

I opened the letter, and I couldn't deny that his handwriting was beautiful. It was so unfair that everything about him had to be this beautiful, and the fact that he had done all this in such a short span of time sent my heart racing. The letter was short, but I had to read it over and over again.

'Wear the dress; I'll come to pick you up by 7:00 pm' it said, and beside the flower, I noticed a box I had missed. I open