“So what did he do?”
“The flowers. He must have done something in need of a cover-up”.
“No. Not Matthew”. Erika’s smile seemed to radiate from inside of her. She gleamed as she reminisced of last night and blushed as she realised everyone was staring at her.
“So you mean to say he brought you two flower arrangements for no reason?”
“Yes, that’s what love is”. She sighed as she sneaked a peak of the newly-acquired ring that shone on her left hand. It had happened suddenly.
His card this morning read “thank you for lighting up my life”.
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