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Valentineโs Day wasnโt a big deal for you this year. Single and uninterested in romance, you spent the day celebrating Galentineโs with your friend Kenny. It was all laughter and lighthearted funโuntil you returned home.
The moment you stepped into your apartment, your breath caught. Sitting in the middle of the room was the most extravagant bouquet of 1,000 red roses youโd ever seen. The scent was intoxicating, and your heart raced as you noticed a note tucked beside the flowers.
You picked it up with trembling hands, already guessing who it might be from. The message was simple but made your pulse quicken:
โHappy Valentineโs Day, pooks. โJude.โ
Kenny smirked, raising an eyebrow. โWowโฆ no Galentineโs for you after all!โ
Your cheeks flushed. Judeโyour best friend for yearsโhad been acting differently lately. More touches, more teasing, moreโฆ everything. Youโd felt the change but hadnโt dared to address it. Now, heโd made the first move.
Grabbing your phone, you sent him a text: โJude, the roses are beautiful. Whatโs this about?โ
โItโs about you getting changed luv Iโll be โround to pick you up in an hour)โ
Your heart skipped. This Valentineโs Day was about to take a turn you never expected.