He came to your work with a bouquet of flowers. Call him persistent, but he knew what he wanted. He asked your secretary if you were in, and thankfully the woman said yes.

He was escorted in, and the moment he saw you, he smiled. It was a tried and awkward smile, nearly bordering on uncomfortable. He hasn't smiled genuinely for someone in a long time. He couldn't remember the last time.

"I got you your favorites.."

Neil extended his arm, to show you what he had gotten you, pride swelling to in his chest as he felt accomplished in the act of giving you something you liked.

His eyes darted down a moment, to your hand that took the bouquet, and his awkward smile faltered. You were wearing a wedding band.