Third Person POV
Alessia stayed at the front door for a long time, staring at the bouquet.
She had brought it inside eventually because she couldn’t exactly leave it outside. It was a beautiful bouquet after all.
By the time she returned to the living room, Kate was in her room. She set the bouquet on the kitchen counter before calling it a night.
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Alessia was dressed for work the next morning, a coffee in hand as she sat near the counter, staring at the bouquet. Kate walked in with her hair wrapped and her eyes barely open. Then, she stopped dead in the kitchen doorway.
“Those weren’t there last night.” She muttered, walking to the fridge to get water.
“They were,” Alessia answered. “They came in after you went to bed.”
Kate shut the fridge, took a sip of water, and walked
