I was hurt; tears ran down my cheek as I cut the roses. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. Immediately, I wiped my tears and spun around with the bouquet of twelve roses. I was surprised to see a dark-haired male with hazel eyes standing before me. He wore a dark blue suit, a shiny silver watch, and a dark shoe. With a hand in his pocket, he gave me a friendly smile. His teeth are beautifully white, and I can't help but notice his attractiveness.Seeing he's attired as someone of importance, "Good evening." Nervously, I said and quickly spun around, walking away."Do you know what a white rose represents?" The strange man stopped me. His voice was warm and friendly.With my back facing him, I studied the roses in my hands. They're so white, beautiful, and free from stains."No, sir," I said, spinning around to face him."Please don't call me, sir." He smiledHe's more handsome when he smiles, and I cannot stop staring more."You haven't a clue who I am, don't you?" He carefully wa
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