Gina's POV I stared at my phone, debating whether to call Alex. After our last fight, I wasn’t sure if he even wanted to hear my voice. But today was Valentine’s Day, and even though I didn’t expect much from him, a small part of me hoped he’d at least acknowledge it. Just as I exhaled and prepared to dial, the door to the boardroom swung open. Alex stood there, tall and composed, holding a massive bouquet of red roses. I blinked, convinced I was imagining things. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Gina,” he said, stepping forward. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. After the argument we had, I expected him to stay mad for at least another few days. But here he was, closing the distance between us, his expression soft but determined. He handed me the flowers, and I hesitantly took them, still trying to process what was happening. “You got these for me?” I asked, my voice almost a whisper. He smirked. “No, for the secretary outside. Of course, they’re for you.” I let out a brea
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