Loving You
I asked, desperation evident in my voice.
Before Ceila could respond, a knock interrupted our conversation.
"Go away," I snapped my focus solely on the case at hand.
"Chief, I'm sorry, but this flower came for you," a police officer entered, placing a bouquet of lilies on my desk before swiftly retreating.
"Oh, lilies, I love them," Ceila remarked, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the flowers.
I glanced at the note attached to the bouquet, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I read Noah's message reminding me of dinner tonight.
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