ANASTASIA’S POV“Are these for me?” I gasped, staring down at the bouquet of red tulips and carnations Nicholas held out to me. The flowers looked freshly picked, their petals dewy and fragrant.My eyes flicked up to his face just in time to catch Nicholas’ shy expression. His eyes darted everywhere but at me, and his hand twitched as if he wasn’t sure what to do with it.“Mm,” he murmured, his voice low and awkward. He didn’t elaborate, and the faint pink colouring his ears only made it better.I giggled softly into the back of my palm, unable to help myself. He looked impossibly cute right now. I didn’t think I’d ever seen him this flustered before.Usually, with me, Nicholas was all calm and gentle and awkward. Never this flustered.But here he was, standing in front of me with flowers and that hesitant look in his eyes, and I thought my heart might just melt.As always, he was dressed simply—dark shirt rolled to the elbows, black slacks, and no unnecessary adornments.Somehow, he
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