Chapter 148: He Thought Of Everything

By the time I got home, the first thing I saw was a large black box sitting on my bed like it had been waiting for me all day. My heart immediately picked up speed. I dropped my purse on the floor without caring where it landed and hurried toward it, unable to stop the smile tugging at my lips. The box was elegant—thick matte paper, tied with a ribbon that gleamed faintly under the bedroom light. A white envelope sat on top, Roman’s handwriting etched across it in that confident, deliberate scrawl I’d know anywhere. “I’ve imagined you wearing this. But just like every imagination of you, reality will be much more breathtaking. See you at 8, my love.” A laugh escaped me, half giggle, half sigh. I pressed the card against my chest for a second, feeling giddy warmth bloom inside me. It wasn’t just the note—it was the thought behind it. The precision. The intention. He didn’t just send gifts, he crafted moments. I pulled at the ribbon until it slid loose, and then lifted the lid with both