I REMAINED SILENT. I have no intention of discussing this matter further because I am not in the position to ask him for an explanation.

I just went straight to the room he had reserved for me last night and slumped on the side of the bed. I calmed myself a few times before noticing the red rose he had given me. I closed my eyes for a moment and smelled its scent. I can’t help but smile when I saw again the letter he wrote.

“Hmm. Lucky rose . . .”

My eyes opened. Lawrence leaned against the door frame staring at me with a curved lip. His dimple...