POV: Maya
White gardenias. The same flowers that grew outside the villa's terrace with no card.
Maya walked into Aldridge on her tenth day and stopped at her desk.
The flowers were in a crystal vase with
White petals and green stems. The same gardenias she had seen on the windowsill of the east suite, next to Ramona the succulent, before the storm.
Her hand shook as she reached for the small white envelope tucked between the stems.
It had no name or even a return address. Just her desk, the flowers and the silence of the office at 8 AM.
She opened the envelope.
Empty.
No card,No note ,No words.
Just the gardenias.
Her second week at Aldridge had been really good.
Harrison Voss had given her the energy client on her second day, and she had already restructured half their portf
