❄ Camille ❄
I hadn't expected him. That was the whole problem with Sebastian Pierce. When he showed up, he showed up like a storm: sudden, intense, and impossible to ignore. When he disappeared, he left the air too quiet.
As I walked down the corridor to my apartment, it smelled like someone’s laundry detergent and a faint hint of flowers. I stopped outside my door with my keys in my hand and frowned as I stared at the bouquet leaning against my welcome mat.
And it wasn't small.
White and green with dark accents, wrapped in black paper. It looked expensive enough to feel ridiculous in my apartment hallway. My chest tightened, but I didn’t pick it up. I unlocked my door first, because something in me needed the barrier of wood and lock before I touched anything he had sent. The moment I
