[Marie’s Apartment – Valentine’s Day]

You and Sylus had been seeing each other for a while, nothing official—just whatever this was. But today, of all days, he hadn’t texted. No call. No message. Nothing.

You weren’t expecting much, but still… it stung.

Just as you were about to brush it off and go to bed, a knock echoed through your apartment.

Opening the door, you were met with Sylus—arms full of bouquets, expensive-looking gift bags at his feet, his usual unreadable expression softening just slightly when he saw you.

“Took me a while to find enough.”

He smirked, tilting his head.

“Are you gonna let me in, or should I start handing these out to your neighbors?”