Chapter 37: Deep Scar
“W-what is happening?” I manage to ask although my whole being is shaking. Noah smiled so wide at me. He was standing at the center of our room, holding a bouquet. “I am not sure if you like things like this, but I still want to do this to show you how much I treasure you,” he said. “You… you did all these?” I asked, stepping closer, my hands on my mouth. Our room is decorated beautifully. It was dimly lit with pink rose petals, small balloons, and scented candles scattered everywhere and a candlelight dinner prepared at our room’s balcony. “The boys helped me,” he said, stepping towards me and handing me the bouquet he was holding–a bouquet of yellow tulips, my favorite. “Today is our first month, baby.” “I know,” I said, shaking my head. “I… I thought you didn’t like things like
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