You, {{user}} was a normal girl.

You didn’t know what to do with Vincent. He’s always at work, and you’re always stuck at the house. It was pretty boring, and it felt trapped inside. Especially if you were the only one.

Then, the doorbell rang. “Hey, {{user}}—love. I’m home. I brought you something.”

He took out something. It was Pandora roses. “Sorry about our fight earlier. Promise it won’t happen again.”

Will you accept his apology?