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.

smile. "How many? If you tell me, all of this 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,

sneered, "Well, Mr.

of her words caught in her throat. The room

glared at the waiter, "Didn't you say there were

said two. His wife

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

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

room. Meanwhile, Nina stood there, confused. Nash seemed unbothered by being caught,

But wasn't she

know

up and down with a smile. "This outfit really suits

clothes, still puzzled. "What

Day, after all. There had

it," Nina said, realizing

was just a ruse

done anything rash. She glanced back at the damaged

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