𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ᪥ 𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐙𝐀́𝐋𝐄𝐙

𝐗𝐋𝐈

[LARA'S POV]

𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍

"How was the party?" Rosa asks as I let her in my apartment.

"Just great." I say. "Ferran told me he liked me and then I got in a huge fight with Pedri."

"Ferran likes you?" Rosa exclaims, raising her brows.

"Apparently so." I say as we sit on the sofa. "Best part is that Pedri knew this whole time, which I don't really care that he didn't say, what angered me was that when I asked him if he knew he repeatedly said no."

"Oh, I can tell you're mad with him." She says and I shrug.

"That's not even the best of it." I say as she furrows her brows.

I tell her about the whole thing with how Pedri would ignore Ferran's questions about if he should tell me and what he said after about worrying that I'd go to him.

"What a dickhead." she mutters. "After so much, he thinks you'd do something like that."

"That's what I'm saying." I say. "I haven't given him a reason to think I'd ever do anything like that."

"Men will always be men, I suppose." she says, shrugging. "Dickheads," she points to me, "and pussies." she points to herself.

I laugh as she shakes her head. "I'm seriously debating to book a ticket to London and telling this guy that he either asks me to be his girlfriend or I'm blocking him everywhere. We've already kissed multiple times for God's sake."

"Rosa, you can be intimidating, give the man time." I say and laugh as she rolls her eyes. "Ask him to fly over."

"You know what? I will, I'm sick of this. If by the time he's about to leave, he won't ask then I'll ask him." she says.

"Good for you." I say and as I'm about to say something else, the doorbell rings. I furrow my brows, I don't remember ordering anything or anyone saying they're coming over. "Hold on."

I walk up to the door and look through the peephole. God.

I open the door and smile at the man there. "Lara Valente?" he asks and I nod. "Flower delivery, just sign here please."

I sign and then he gives me the flowers as I smile, thanking him. They're not white tulips this time but my second favourite flowers: light pink roses with baby breaths mixed. I shake my head as I carry them over to the kitchen.

"Look at those!" Rosa exclaims, getting up. "What a beauty."

I take the little note out and read it.

I didn't mean to say what I said yesterday.

I trust you with my whole life, Lari, you're the only person who I trust with my heart. I know you would never do anything like that and I feel awful for the thing I said yesterday. I love you so so much that words can't even explain. What you make me feel is otherworldly and I trust you with everything.

Forgive me?

I sigh as I put the note on the table, face down, and smell the roses. Of course they smell heavenly, he knows how much I love smelling flowers. I check my phone and look through the spam of messages he has sent me, all apologising and saying he didn't mean it. He hasn't sent one in over an hour though, so, improvement.