Flower and Legendary Red Rose

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My name is Rosier Delle,but I preferred to be called plain ‘Rose’. Like my name suggested, I’m into flowers. I knows all sorts of flowers and my favourite flower have to be the legendary Red Rose. I runned a flower shop near Trafalgas Square. I worked alone at the flower shop ,which was called ‘Flower Rose’. It was winter and my business went slow.

It was snowing and the sky was showing some shade of dark blue, even though it was just 4.30 p.m. I tend to get lonely ,especially at this time of year; where flower do not naturally exist and my workers is taking their holiday. But I do got a couple of odd request, mainly from ‘blooming’ couples. To make it a story, there was a request which was sent to me. A simple red rose with a card etched “Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and so are you..”. Typical. But who would have sent it to me?? It was no longer a question since I found out the answer that night. As I walking alone to home, which was only a stone throw from my shop,taking five minutes walk. While I was walking, I sensed that somebody was following me up. I turned around and what I saw was only deserted walk, covered with snow.

I continued my journey until I arrived at my house. While I unlocked the door, someone was touched my hand, and that make me shocked! He was there, in front of me, in front of my house and I could not believe my eyes. His appearance only make my memories rushed back into my neuron, our childhood, our times together, our first kiss.. He was my first love, Jake!

I felt my hands were stoked by another, which was warm. As I opened my eyes, I saw that Jake was hovering over me. I let out a gasp which might shocked him as he let go my hand straight away. “You fainted, so I carried you in. By the way, nice to meet you again, Rose.” I just stared at him, not believing that he was there. It must be I dreaming, so I pinched my hand and I can felt the pain. It was not a dream. I was surprised by how much Jake had...
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