Edmund's POV
I had not been able to get some proper sleep since my last conversation with Elle. My mind raced every single night but the one thing I fear the most, was my own insecurity.
Ever since the incident with Alistair at the rooftop, the amount of flowers that came daily has reduced to a single stalk per day. Even the lengthy letter had simplified to a small piece of card. Yet, I did not dare to let my guard down.
Those flowers? They remained within the building's lobby. In a vase. Hidden behind the receptionist' table.
The cards? I kept every single one of them. Dated. Because now I knew this would be a long game. His persistence had proven to know no bounds. At first, it started with a simple 'I miss you'. Over time, it evolved to something cryptic like "There at 8" or "7 Again" and another one that is less obvious, "Moon Back".
