But as soon as I open the lobby doors, I can smell them. Flowers. Hundreds of flowers. White roses to be exact. And they are everywhere. My heart immediately starts pounding. Glancing around the room I notice there’s six vases of white roses on the counter behind the front desk, and several more on the mantle of both giant gas fireplaces. But it doesn’t stop there. More vases of white roses sit on every end table and console in the entire lobby. To my right, gorgeous bouquets of white roses decorate every credenza table down the hall, all the way to the ballrooms. To my left, they are on every
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