Flora’s P.O.V

When a knock sounded on my door the next morning, I was half expecting it to be Daphne and other half for it to be Ezra. However, neither of them stood outside my door. Instead, it was the person I least expected to see anytime soon.

“Hi.” Andre gave me a nervous smile. “How are you feeling this morning?”

He wasn’t wearing the military like uniform from yesterday; instead he had on a teal coloured shirt and dark grey pants. His midnight black hair appeared a bit wet and he smelled fresh and earthy. I hadn’t been able to get a good look at him yesterday because of...