Liana's POV

I knew right away that it was from him the second I saw the flowers.

Black tulips.

There was only a single individual within this city, dare I say in this entire world knew I have a affinity for black tulips. Not that I ever publicly professed it or proclaimed it. But that once, several years ago, I had stepped before a florist on downtown's street and mumbled in hushed tone how unusual and strangely lovely they were. He had overheard me, despite the fact I hadn't wanted ...