Fated to You

Chapter 15: Her fiancée is here!

On her way to work the next day, Freen made sure to walk by a restaurant and grabs her a quick breakfast. She also made sure to grab Becky's special drink, that warm chocolate milk, chips ahoy, since she doesn't drink coffee. With everything in place and in order from her part, she heads within the building and makes salutations to the few people that she had had the chance to acquaint in the short span of time that she had been working here. She says hi to the receptionist who smiles at her warmly.

"Good morning!" Freen beams. She was in particular good mood this morning. And she has no idea why.

"The receptionist looks up from her monitor and smiles back at her, "Good morning Ms. Chankimha! You look radiant this morning."

"I had a great night and a good morning so far. I am having the blessed of mornings." Freen says as she walks past the front desk and heads to the elevator. She presses the button and it comes almost quickly. She enters the empty elevator and presses the buttons to the last floor. She sings along the catchy tune in the elevator as she goes up.

"Gosh! Why am I so happy this morning?" Freen asks herself as the elevator reaches it destination and stops to open the door. And she walks out to find Hera already at her desk, working. "Good morning Hera! How are things?"

"Good morning Ms. Chankimha! Everything is fine on my end and I am assuming for you too."

"You betcha Hera!" Freen sings, "Now, will you please forward me Becky's schedule for the day on my email?"

"It's already done Ms. Chankimha. First thing this morning is the meeting with the conglomerate's companies' presidents."

"I know that." Freen says, "Did you get the meeting room ready? And don't forget the refreshments?"

"Don't worry everything is taken care of." Hera smiles widely at Freen. She loves it when her boss is that friendly. It makes her feel happy too. "Ms. Chankimha, on your desk, there is a special delivery for you. I am assuming it is from someone who is smitten with you."

Freen frowns, "A delivery for me? This early in the morning?"

"It arrived a few minutes ago. I let the man place it on your desk and he just left." Hera says,

"Alright Hera. Thank you. Is the chairwoman inside?"

Hera shakes her head, "No, she's not in yet."

That's odd! Where could Becky be right now? Freen wonders, "well, let me know when she gets here OK."

"I will do." Hera says and then Freen leaves her to her work.

Freen swipes her card underneath the identifier and the door clicks open. She enters the office and her eyes fall on the huge amaryllis bouquet in the middle of her desk. The petals were crimson red, a piercing red that Freen found enchanting. She smiles brightly. She walks to her desk and places her items down to admire the magnificent bouquet. She takes one of the flowers and brings it up to her nose to inhale the amazing fresh scent.

"Who could it be?" Freen asks herself, "Who could have sent me this?" Freen looks within the bouquet to see if there were a card and surely enough there was one. Within the bouquet, there was a small triangular card, aromatic with sweet smelling perfume. She turns it on the other side to find a golden quote calligraphically printed on it.

It reads: "Beneath the roots of your silky thread, I wish to enslave myself in your love and never leave. That's how close I wish to be to you. I am giving you those amaryllis flowers, crimson red, because it reminded me of you. Accept my invitation to a nice lunch, and I'll give you the beautiful tragic myth behind the meaning of this flower." – Sam.