Chapter Two Hundred And sixty-five: Headrub

Reina's point of view.

"Who sent this?" I asked, surprised at the flower handed over to me.

"It came with a card, ma'am. I just need you to sign these," the delivery man handed the paper to me which I penned down my name. I almost wrote "Maya" instead of "Reina'' but was quick to remember the correct one at the last minute. Phew, that was close.

"Thank you," I smiled at him and closed my door.

"Let's see..." I mumbled, opening the perfumed card, "I can't stop thinking about you, you're stuck in my head. Come on a date with me Reina ~ love, Eden." 

"He's quite a cute poet but no would do," I said to myself yet breathing in the refreshing smell from the flower. 

"You're staying," I pointed at the flower and kept it on my desk, I would find a vase for it later. Right now, I had an important appointment to catch.