The night in Birkham gleamed with brilliance, especially on Valentine's Day. Businesses pulled out all the stops to attract customers, as if trying to claim the entire holiday for themselves.

Nina stood outside a themed hotel, hesitating before going in. She peered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, searching for the man Zoe had described. He would have a blue rose pinned to his chest. Every table was occupied by couples, but she couldn't spot anyone matching that description.

She thought about calling Zoe to check if the man had already left. Just then, she caught sight of a familiar figure. Nash was rounding a corner and heading into a private room on the second floor.

On Valentine's Day, and he didn't come home?

What was he doing here?

A flood of suspicions surged through Nina's mind, all pointing to one possibility.

Nash had someone else.

Anger boiling, she stormed into the hotel and headed straight for the private rooms upstairs.

"Miss, may I ask how many are in your party?" the waiter asked, blocking her path.

could be yours." She handed the waiter a generous stack of cash, making his eyes light up with a grin as he held up two fingers. Of course. On Valentine's Day, it had to be two people. Who else would book a hotel room

and sneered, "Well, Mr.

words caught in her throat. The room

waiter, "Didn't

said two. His

Nash dismissed the waiter, then turned to close the door, only to realize

smile, he said, "Looks like we'll need a

Nina stood there, confused. Nash seemed unbothered by

his wife. But

on? Don't you know it's Valentine's Day?"

smile. "This outfit really suits you. I don't think anyone else could pull it off

clothes, still

picked out the dress myself. It's Valentine's Day, after all.

it," Nina said,

so-called favor was just a ruse to

done anything rash. She glanced back at the damaged door, feeling a

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