Penny's POV
One morning I arrived at the office early, craving some peace before the chaos began. The moment I walked into our shared workspace, I stopped dead in my tracks.
A stunning arrangement of crimson roses dominated my desk, at least twenty-four stems perfectly arranged in an elegant crystal vase. Their rich fragrance reached me before I even stepped closer.
"Alright," Felicity said, peering over her monitor with the most serious expression I'd ever seen on her face, "care to explain this situation?"
I hurried toward the flowers like a child discovering presents, frantically searching for a card. A small white envelope was nestled between the silky petals. My fingers shook as I tore it open.
"The first of many."
My pulse quickened. No signature appeared, but I knew exactly who had sent them.
Everything began when Roamer and I continued our question exchange. My turn had come, and I'd chosen something that had always intrigued me.
