Danica
It was a Sunday morning, Kylie was out of the house while I was sipping coffee in the living room and checking emails when the doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone other than Ignazio, but it wouldn’t be him.
After the necklace he sent yesterday and the little note that came with it where he wrote a message that I should wait for him underneath the complement of the card. I still haven’t heard from him, but I’m still waiting.
I went to the door and opened it to find Ignazio standing on my porch, dressed in a crisp white shirt and dark jeans.
My eyes went wide in surprise as I took his presence in.
He was here.
He came like he had promised.
His eyes sparkled as he smiled. "Good morning," he said, handing me a bouquet of sunflowers.
I blushed, taking the flowers. "Good
