CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE | THE EMPEROR OF GRAND WICKEDNESS PART SIX|
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"So you are seriously not going to tell me who they are from?" Anka asked for like the umpteenth time as she drove out of the parking lot. Thankfully, the hospital was only fifteen minutes away from my apartment. I could not wait to get home and to sleep in my own bed tonight.
"I'm serious, I do not know who they are from, the card doesn't say and I could not just leave them there, they are f*****g gorgeous and FREE, who would say no to FREE flowers? Maybe they were not even mine and they got the room number wrong." I shrugged my shoulders, endeavoring not to smile as I took a peek at them.
Anka narrowed her eyes at me and gave me what she likes to describe as 'witch detective eyes'. "
