Serena had just finished work when she noticed something was off.

Dominic hadn’t brought her coffee.

He was never late. Never forgot.

She stepped out of the building, her bag slung over her shoulder, irritation bubbling beneath her calm.

“Wow,” she muttered, scanning the parking lot. “He really forgot my birthday.”

Then she saw him.

Dominic leaned casually against his car, one leg crossed over the other, sunlight catching the edges of his smile. He looked effortless, but something about the way he was standing made her pause.

She stopped short. “Dom… what are you doing here?”

He straightened, turning toward her. “Happy birthday, Serena.”

Only then did she notice...