Adrian's POV
I couldn't believe my eyes when I read those three simple words on Stella's card: "Make me believe." Standing in that elevator as the doors closed, I felt a surge of hope flood through me. After days of coldness and rejection, this small gesture was everything. Those three words held more meaning than a thousand-page letter could have conveyed. They were my lifeline, my chance to win her back.
As soon as my unavoidable meeting concluded, I raced to the nearest shopping mall. I needed something special, something that would speak volumes about my intentions. At the candy store, the clerk helped me arrange a perfect gift box. Twelve delicate red rose buds were carefully positioned around a bottle of Amarula liqueur—Stella's favorite—with strawberry chocolates nestled between them. The clerk secured the elegant arrangement with a red ribbon, and I attached a card reading, "I'll do whatever I can to show you I can be the man of your life."
