I woke up late on the very day of valentine, I had probably forgotten about it and would happily spend my day at home if whoever was at the door hadn't woke me up. I sluggishly went down stairs and opened the door for whoever that was knocking
" You have a package miss Debbie" the delivery man said to me " happy valentine" he added.
" Did a delivery man just give me a package I didn't order and wishes me a happy Val?" I asked myself just to be sure.
I pinched myself checking if it was all an imaginary dream I created out of my loneliness
" Did mum or dad send this? Amanda must be playing tricks on me, I would skin her alive if it turns out to be her that sent this" I said to myself
I had a lot of weird imaginations on my head for nearly ten minutes before I took the courage to open the big red gift box
I stood there looking dazed when I saw a rose flower inside of it and a note placed inside the box too and a white dress inside of it too. I held the note up on my right hand and the rose on my left hand.
" Happy valentine to you Debbie, the memories I shared with you were really special to me, see you soon wearing that dress" I read out and there was a signature beneath the message