"What the hell is this?" Kaija mumbled in shock the moment she turned the door to her flat open.
The receptionist had given her a heads-up that she had a huge order waiting for her at her place, but that girl had never mentioned the order was this.
Inside her living room and kitchen combined, two hundred bouquets of flowers in different sizes sat. If they were not on the kitchen counter surface, then they were on the couch and the coffee table, all wrapped in sapphire blue wrappers.
"This could only be Karl," Antony commented blandly from behind her, his face tight with displeasure at the sight.
"Karl?" Kaija uttered, until her eyes landed on the note lying open on the kitchen counter.
"My goodness," she blurted after reading the note, her head already spinning. "I knew he was into cheesy stuff, but I didn't know he was this… extreme. What am I supposed to do with all these?"
