The flowers arrive without a message or recipient.
The husband accuses his wife of having an affair. In turn she accuses him of having the same. This soon escalates into a vicious argument, with years of unsaid truths hurled at each other in unison.
He wants a divorce. She wants a divorce.
As if prompted by this, their daughter enters the room, woken by the argument. She wanders past them both and finds a card on the floor.
These flowers are for next door, she says, before getting a glass of milk and returning back to her bed.
Well, I guess Mommy and Daddy are getting a divorce.
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I think, that even without the wrong arrival of flowers, their marriage was already on its merry way to doom. Loved how you ended it. β‘
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unspoken emotions hurt the most especially when we think it is truth.
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Excellent.
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Very clever ending.
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You can never trust couriers to get it right π
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Loved how you wrote this with that unexpected twist at the end!
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We all say so much more than we speak.
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π π π π π
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Very well done. Arguments can start over the silliest things and then all the feelings come pouring out. Love the way the daughter nonchalantly goes back to bed.
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I love this!
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