Elena.

I woke up to the sweet scent of flowers in my room. I blinked a few times, still feeling groggy from sleep. As I slowly came to my senses, I saw a beautiful bouquet of flowers sitting on my bed. I looked at the message card attached to the flowers and reads it out loud, "To the most beautiful woman in the world, may your day be as lovely as you are. I hope these flowers brighten up your day. Good morning, beautiful. Love, Deangelo."

Deangelo's handwriting was bold and confident, yet there was a tenderness to it that made me feel special. I could help but feel like...