Music Recommendation: Helium by Sia.
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One month later;
"Incoming," Amelia yelled from her kitchen and watched her hand in the sink. Cleaning her hands on a kitchen napkin, she rushed towards the door.
Peeping through the door hole, she frowned softly when she saw a delivery man standing before her door with a bouquet of flowers. She had expected her PA at the door and not some man. For a month now, she had lived under covers since her painful split from Cullen. No one knows her location except her PA.
Perhaps the man arrived at the wrong doorstep. She wasn't seeing any man to receive red roses.
Amelia ignored the delivery man and turned away from the door to walk away. The moment she turned, the doorbell rang again repeatedly.
She pressed her face on the door and asked. "What do you want? Who sent that?" her voice held confident in them. She couldn't wait to tell the man he arrived at the wrong doorstep.