Chapter 291

Alma

“Flower delivery for Alma Castro?”

A young delivery man entered the bar with a bouquet in his hands. Kyra and I stared at each other at the same time before we turned our heads to the bouquet. “F-for me?”

The man read the card. “Alma Castro?” He said. I gave him a nod and grabbed the flowers from his hands. Why would I receive flowers at this time of the day?

“Well, come on, read it!” Kyra ne