Emily's POV

“Your boyfriend brought a package for you,” I said.

Wendy froze, her eyes widening so much they looked like they might pop right out of her sockets. “My… what?” she whispered, her hand hovering over the bed.

“Your boyfriend, Wendy,” I repeated, walking up to her and carefully placing the package and the bouquet of roses on the bed.

She stared at them, then back at me, her mouth opening and closing. “How did you…?”

“He came here,” I said, sitting on the ...