thing.” Anja smiled. “No one knows, Miss Emmy. Isn’t that fun?” She grinned. “You have a secret admirer! Or wait…maybe Mister Daniel sent those. I mean, during all those times that I met him, I noticed how great of a guy he is and you know…maybe he’s trying to win you back.”
“Oh no, I don’t think so.” Emmy said. “I mean, I don’t think he has feelings except hatred for me right now. And…I don’t know…I—“
“Wait,” Anja said. “What if…what if it’s that guy who invited you to the party? You told me he’s going to be here today, right? Maybe, he wanted to surprise you!”
“Whoa…well…that could happen but…”
“Oh my god!” Anja said. “Now I’m excited! By the looks of it, he seems to be a grand guy…I’m still betting for Mister Daniel for you though but maybe this guy’s okay, too…”
“Anja, it’s not like that.”
“Says who?”
They both laughed then the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get that.” Emmy told Anja.
Anja smiled. “Alright,” she said. “I’ll just be doing the laundry. Call me if anything.”
“Thanks.” Emmy said then headed towards the door. She opened it and saw that Frank was outside, holding a bouquet of Freesias. Emmy didn’t like Freesias a lot because for her, they were dull flowers. She wondered why on earth he has some in his hands.
“Frank!” She greeted and gave him a peck on the cheek. “You’re early!” She said.
“These are for you.” He said as he handed her the bouquet of Freesias.
“Thanks…” Emmy said. “But Freesias? I mean…the roses I can understand but these—“
“Roses?”
“Yes,” Emmy said as she led him in and showed him the bouquets of roses in the living room. “I love roses and I’m glad you got me these…I mean, I’m not really sure if you’re the one who got me these but—“
“Oh, yes.” Frank said. “Those roses.” He went on, “Of course. All the roses for the most beautiful rose in the world.” He looked her in the eyes.
She felt herself blushing.
“And yeah, the Freesias,” he went on, “I just figured they’re beautiful, too. Sure, they’re unconventional but you can’t say that they’re totally bad. And, you know, sometimes, you need the unconventional stuff to make things all the more beautiful.”
Despite that, she found herself smiling. “Thanks, Frank.” She said. “So…are we ready to bake?”
“Yes, ma’am!” He said, in a pretend Southern boy accent which made Emmy laugh.
Just as they were about to make their way to the kitchen, someone rang the doorbell.
“Expecting anyone?” Frank asked Emmy.
“Not that I know of.” Emmy said. “Don’t worry. It’s probably just one of those neighbors. I’ll get it. Just go to the kitchen, it’s just at the back of that arch over there—“ She pointed to the Grecian Arch that separated the living room from the kitchen. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Alright, Madame…” He said then made his way to the kitchen.
Emmy then walked towards the door and opened it to see who rang the doorbell. She was then surprised to see Daniel standing outside the door, his hands in his pockets. If they were still together, Emmy probably would have hugged him right at that moment. She thought that he looked absolutely great with his tanned skin and hair that now went past his neck. Maybe, she just missed him too much, she thought.
But before she could do anything out of the ordinary, she reminded herself that Frank was waiting for her in the kitchen and that she no longer had any business with Daniel. It wasn’t Daniel who sent her those roses, anyway.
Sure, he knew that she loved roses so much but she could not see the point of him sending her anything. It’s just too impossible, in her opinion. They’re no longer that couple and she could not let all these unresolved feelings ruin her chances of starting over again. Sure, Daniel was there for him in the past but right now, it’s Frank who