He's acting like he's divorced

from Moonlight Floral Sho

he smiled warmly. « You're welcome. Have a nice day ahead too. » He nodded politely before

lowers in front of him, carefully arranging the second order of the day. His fingers worked quickly, expertly tying a

small pout, he muttered under

s seat, a wide, satisfied smile spreading across his fac

r, but before his fingers could grasp it, the doorbell chimed once more. He froz

The sight of the customer was unusual-a tall man wearing a black mask and dark sunglasses, making it hard to see his expression. The man walked into th

ing across the floral displays, before he

omething about it that seemed oddly familiar, like he'd heard it before.

really, really pretty, plus they smell really nice! Tulips are nice too

s voice sharp, « You're

ssment. His face flushed a deep shade of red as he quickly covered his mouth with both ha

tion. His arms crossed in front of him, leaning against the co

to calm his nerves. « So, what kin

rrowing slightly behind the dark sun

rs. « Calla lily? Oh, I love calla lilies too! They're so deli

cking them from the display. As he cradled the flowers in his hands, his voice

into the counter as he rested his chin on his hands, the so

have the same taste as me, huh? » He laughed softly, his tone teasing. It was a lighthearted comment, but som

ful, almost lazy tone. « Oh, not a

mind processing the

th, though tinged with an underl

ed the flowers. A soft smile appeared on his face as he thou

h bitterness. « I do. But he doesn't accept m

es. His mind wandered back to his own failed marriage, the pain and heartache he'd felt wh

It's pretty sad, really. I've done everything I can to prove my love, b

ed at the man again, the sense of familiarity growing stronger, but still unable to pl

Yeah. It's hard when you give your heart to someone, and they don't believe you. But I'm not givi

soft baby pink paper, tying it gently with a silver ribbon. « I think he'll appreciate that. Mayb

l, knowing nod. « I

d with empathy. « I'm sure he'll come around. Fl

though it didn't quite reach his eyes. « I

lt heavy, as though a piece of his own story had just been shared with him. He glanced at the bouquet

blinked it away quickly. Love was a tricky thing. It coul

second bouquet of the day. But his thoughts were still with the man in the black mask and sunglasses. He wondere

focusing on the task at hand. He had to keep the shop running, and may