Idiot. Why did she have to give him, of all people, a Valentine’s card?
Gregory snorted in disbelief as he stared at the heart-shaped letter. It was stained red, outlined in a tangled mess of lace, and smelled of some putrid fragrance.
Girls.
He couldn’t understand how Margaret could delude herself into thinking that he would appreciate it.
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