Roses to Me and Ruin to You
The year I graduated from high school, my dad brought home a woman and a child with a rose on my mom's birthday.
When the child offered my mom the rose, my mom gladly accepted it, only to end her life after spending her 39th birthday.
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When I got married, I told my husband, Alistair Yates, that a rose was enough to end our marriage if he wanted a divorce.
Then, he tried to reassure me that our house would not have anything related to roses.
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Five years later, during one of the Yates Group's tender, one of our partners had a rose pinned to her chest.
When he saw this, Alistair immediately kicked her out of the company and blacklisted her.
That day, I realized that marriage could ac