Chapter 36

Emelda's POV

I settled into my desk, my mind wondering what I ate that upsetted my stomach this bad. I had visited the ladies room twice this morning already.

Booting my laptop, I was surprised to hear the front desk receptionist calling my name, her voice carrying a hint of excitement.

"Emelda, you have a package," she said, her tone eager as I rose from my seat, my curiosity piqued as I followed her down the hall.

As I reached the reception area, I saw a bouquet of flowers sitting on the front desk, the sight catching me off guard as I studied the arrangement, the colorful blooms filling the space with their sweet scent.

As I stepped closer, my hand reaching out to pick up the bouquet, I noticed a small card tucked into the arrangement, my heart fluttering as I realized it must be a message from the sender.

"To Emelda," the note read in a simple, yet elegant script. "You are beautiful, strong, and talented. You