All I wanted was to hug and kiss the person who arranged this transcendent and immaculate surprise for me.
My heart thrummed with anticipation. This was it. The grand finale. I pushed the ornate handle, and with a soft click, the door swung open, revealing a cavernous, darkened room.
A ripple of apprehension went through me, but then, as I stepped inside, the darkness began to recede. One by one, soft, golden lights ignited, tracing a path across the floor. And then I saw it – a path of rose petals, crimson velvet against the polished floor, leading deeper into the room.
The path culminated in a breathtaking tableau. In the center of the room, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow, stood a magnificent cake, an edible work of art. It was tiered, adorned with intricate sugar flowers, and smelle
