*DRESSED IN RED*
Flora's POV
I stood up from the couch in one swift movement, my gaze following Lucille's.
Resting on the faded welcome mat was a sleek black box wrapped in a heavy, blood-red silk ribbon.
The embossed Gucci logo practically gleamed under the flickering hallway bulb.
Lucille and I exchanged a look, then peered down the corridor.
It was empty.
No sign of the person who delivered it.
Just the phantom box sitting on the linoleum.
"Did you order a bomb?" Lucille whispered, her eyes wide.
"On my budget? I can barely order a cookie," I muttered.
I picked it up cautiously, half-expecting a prank or an eviction notice since the games were over and carried it inside.
We dropped onto the unmade bed, crowding around the package like two archaeologists discovering an unexpl
