LILA 

I blink. Once. Twice. Tell me this is a dream, like I'm hallucinating. Tell me it's just my delulu mindset playing games with me.

The whole office holds its breath like they’re watching the final scene of a blockbuster romance, and I'm just the confused, emotionally-unstable heroine who forgot her damn lines.

My lips part. No words come out. Don't blame me, i couldn't even think straight. It's like my brain is being roasted, and it can't think straight.

I glance at the rose, then his face—those stupid, beautiful eyes that always make me feel like the center of his universe even when I swore I hated him.

Lola’s...