The first thing that came to my mind when I saw the rose was…

“Axel,” I whispered as I slowly bent and picked up the box and the rose. I raised it to my nose, inhaling and his voice filled my head. 

“A rose for my Rose.” 

A lump formed in my throat. God, I missed him. I missed his silliness and his ridiculous words that left me heated. I missed how he looked at me. How he… How he touches me. 

I missed him. But I saw none of that Axel when I looked into his ...