I sighed angrily as i walked into the staff room, opening my hairs from the high pony.

This is the 5th time, i rejected a man to sleep with him.

But motherfuckers are not able to bear rejection.

He tried to grab me but i also slapped him right in his fucking face. Son of a.......

Whatever, security threw him out, so it's good.

Deep breaths, Evelyn, deep breaths.

It's all ok.

Fuck it, it's not okay.

I feel like crying already.

I blinked my eyes vigorously to stop the tears.

I can feel my lower lip wobbling but i quickly went in the bathroom and splashed some water on my face.

I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed again.

The job in casino is getting hectic day by day, but what can you do when you are from a middle class family.

I again splashed water on my face and closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes abruptly when I heard some voices from the locker room.

I quickly wiped my face and went out the bathroom just to see someone leaving, before I could get a word out of my mouth, he was out of the room.

Uh, yeah he was a man, i guessed it from his broad shoulders and walking style.

I just shook my head and went to my locker just to see an envelope sticking on the door with a black Rose sticking out of my locker(it's stem is stuck between the door).

I looked at the envelope cautiously, but took it anyway.

I inspected it from every corner to see if it is a prank or not, but it was good.

I opened it and peeked inside just to see a page folded neatly inside.

I opened the page and the writing was so beautiful, I have always liked bold cursive.

I read the letters on it and I was shook.

My evie...........

I saw you and fell for you..........

I watched you and got obsessed with you..........

I touched you and got addicted...........

But today these motherfuckers tried to touch what's mine, I swear it on you that the ones to touch you today will be taught well............

You are mine..............

From,
Yours truly,
Your future husband.

I read the letter with a shocked face, but then sighed through my nose.

Future husband,huh!!!

Alright!!!!

"Scoff"

Good lord, who is still in their dreams.

I folded the letter back and put it in the envelope.

I opened my locker and the rose was about to fall but I grabbed it quickly and held it near my heart.

God, whoever wrote this is, i don't know, cute.

I mean I love black roses with all my heart and only less people know it.

I looked at the rose with a smile and held it in my hands carefully.

I kissed its petals and sighed in relief.

These never fail to brighten me up.

Black roses represent new beginnings, offer hope and transformation.

He was the reason i started loving it.

I smiled as his face came into my mind.

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