She stood outside with the flower in her hand, she held it to her chest and her phone in her other hand. Why would he keep surprising her with a flower? She thought to herself.

　　But the thought didn’t last long as John’s image appeared to her mind. Maybe, he’s trying to avoid creating a misunderstanding between the both of them.

　　She put the flower below her nostrils, sniffing in the familiar scent. Each flower he gives her always bear the same scent, which ...