Chapter 21 - The Moment I Knew

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April 2022

"I'm coming, just a second" i call from the kitchen, and i close the fridge, before opening the front door.

A man, that must be a delivery man, is being hidden from a bouquet of flowers.

Tulips.

White and pink tulips.

"Cecelia Collins?" he asks.

"Uhm, yeah. I mean, yes" i answer confused and he hands me the flowers and i set them on the table by the door.

They look beautiful, they are wrapped in white paper, and a yellow small card is visible on the top.

"Can you sign this, please?" He gives me papers and i sign, before leaving and i close the door.

Who would have sent flowers this early?

I'm not used to receiving flowers. Especially on my birthday. Growing up I celebrated my birthday at the beach, then at my teenage years i used to celebrate it with James.

We used to go for bowling, and he would let me choose what to eat for the drive in movies after. He would give me a present.

Every year, a different present. I think i was impatient for my birthday to come just to see what gift, James would give me.

He would give me from books to bookmarks, to annotated books. He would annotate his favorite books and gift them to me. It was our thing.

This year.

On my twenty-fourth birthday i'm in New York, a few days later after Ronan.

Six years ago, if you would tell me that i was going to be living in a New York apartment, and on my birthday i would receive flowers, while i was getting ready for my dream job, i wouldn't believe you.

Maybe i would believe the part that i was going to be living in an apartment building that has really dangerous neighborhood.

I look for the yellow card i saw earlier, and i smell the flowers before i take it in my hands.

I turn it around.

I hope the flowers got in time.
Happy Birthday Cecelia!
For once I remembered something too.
- Ronan

The card brings smile on my face, and i spend the next few minutes reading it over and over again; brushing my fingers on his handwriting, and the way he writes his name with the curved 'R' letter.

He knows cursive?

He sent me flowers while he's in Ukraine?

He sent the flowers before flying for Ukraine?

So many questions run in my mind and i close my eyes and inhale the scent of the pink and white tulips.

My favorite flowers.

He would always ask me how I remembered every little thing, and this time he remembered.

He remembered my birthday and my favorite flowers.

It's nice to have a friend.

I smile to myself.

It's nice having Ronan as a friend.

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"Happy Birthday to you" the cast of the show started singing while i get ready to find my outfit for the rehearsals.

The director, most of the cast, and John, the costar of the show who plays the role of Flynn Rider, is holding the cake and it has my face on it in Rapunzel costume and hair.

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