Belial's POV
I was finishing writing which I did every day. I put the sheet in a trunk hidden in my closet, leaving it inside. I prepared to go to bed and sleep.
...
With the sun's rays in the morning, I left home after drinking a strong cup of coffee.
I arrived at the company and was surprised when I entered my office.
"What the hell is this?" I said, looking at the flowers on my desk.
Immediately, my secretary rushed in.
"I'm so sorry, sir. These flowers are for the floor below."
"What are you saying?"
"It was a mistake, sir. The receptionist brought them, and the delivery person misunderstood the instructions. But I'll take care of returning them."
Taking the bouquet, I left my briefcase and left my office. On the way, I read the note.
"May your day be as colorful as these fl
