Racheal picked up her phone, as she rolled tiredly out of bed.

She also picked the bouquet of roses, and brought it up against her nose as she called Steffan’s phone. It was out of reach.

She grabbed a robe from the closet, and took the flowers downstairs as she dialed his number again.

The call still did not connect.

“Ma’am.” Leah appeared at the foot of the stairs, looking to see if she needed any help.

Racheal stretched the flowers to her.

“Please put these in ...