Red Rose
They seemed to express that I didn't want him anymore.
Facing 50 acres of land, Jeffrey finally realized that I, like these departed roses, would not return.
The roses had been given to another woman by him casually, and its owner would not return because of himself.
I would no longer plant flowers for him. He would never see me holding roses and asking him, "The roses are ripe. When are we going to get married?"
He realized that roses had feelings too.
I was willing to be trapped in a greenhouse by him because of my love for him.
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