ELISE

I woke to the smell of roses.

Not the distant scent from a vase across the room, but right there, close enough that when I opened my eyes, all I saw was a massive bouquet of deep red roses hovering above me.

"Good morning, bella."

Sebastian's face appeared from behind the flowers, and the smile on his face was almost shy. It was such a contrast to his usual confident smirk that I couldn't help but laugh.

"What's all this?" I asked, sitting up and taking the bouquet. There had to be at ...