Chapter Fourteen: Don’t Start Now

Don’t Start Now by Dua Lipa

Autumn POV

A bucket of twenty-seven roses had come this morning. Twenty-seven roses for twenty-seven months we’d been together. He could be romantic, I gave him that, especially when he had messed up. Just like that time when he had cheated on me with Cassandra, that time that had changed us both for good. He had been romantic as well, sending me a box of chocolate and a handwritten letter. I had been a fool then, keeping the chocolate box and his letter in the safety box my dad had gifted me one Christmas. 

I was no fool now. I tossed the roses into the trash bin without a second thought. Shame, because I did love roses, just not the ones given out of guilt