Curse of the Alpha demon
I had no idea what Serena might like, what might make her smile instead of looking at me with that guarded expression she wore so often.
"Can I help you?" asked an elderly woman with kind eyes, approaching me with a gentle smile.
"I need flowers," I said, feeling awkward. "For my wife. But I don't know what she would want."
The woman studied me for a moment, then began moving through the shop with practiced ease. "What's the occasion?"
"We're... newly married," I said, which was true enough. "I want to show her that I care."
She nodded and began selecting stems from various displays. "These are chrysanthemums," she said, building a beautiful bouquet of white and yellow blooms. "They symboliz
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