Ava's POV

My eyes lit up the moment I spotted the light pink tulips. They were the only gifts I thought my father could give, especially in bouquets and not just a single flower. Just to be sure that it wasn't for someone else, I bit hard on my bottom lip to numb the excitement until he finally gave it to who it was for.

“Guess who got her favourite shade of tulips!!!” I exclaimed the moment he tilted it in my direction, urging me to take it.

I quickly locked the door, took it from ...