There was a small card inside the box.
She paused, then picked it up carefully.
Her fingers traced the edge for a moment before she opened it.
Roman’s handwriting greeted her.
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How is my little wife doing on her first day?
I made your favorites, so be good and eat properly. Don’t listen to those old hags and their nonsense.
Come home early.
I miss you.
I want you in my arms tonight.
— Your husband
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Evelyn’s eyes widened.
Then, she squealed.
Clutching the card tightly to her chest, she bounced slightly in her chair, unable to contain the sudden rush of happiness bubbling inside her.
“He really treats me like a child,” she murmured, but her smile gave her away completely.
Without wasting another second, she picked up her fork and started eating.
Even as she did, her e
