Too Late for Roses

VALERIE

I followed Gwen out to the lobby and stopped dead in my tracks. Damian was standing there, surrounded by more bouquets of roses than I had ever seen in one place.

Red roses, white roses, pink roses, yellow roses, peach roses, lavender roses, orange roses, bouquets of every color and size arranged around him like he was standing in the middle of a flower shop that had exploded.

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