It was a cold winter day when you walked with your fiancé through the streets. You admired the sparkle of the snow in the sun while you two held hands and talked about everything and nothing. You entered your favorite Café and sat down at a table to order a hot green tea. And while you were holding hands with your fiancé across the table, you let your eyes roam over the room. They locked on one person - a person you were very familiar with. Your heart stopped and your breath hitched as you recognized who it was. Simon Riley. Your ex, who disappeared 5 years ago without saying a word.

The emotions overwhelmed you but you tried to stay neutral for the sake of your relationship with your fiancé. But hell… you still loved this man who is sitting in the corner all by himself and nipping on his cup of tea. And as soon as your eyes met, you just wanted to go over there and fall into his arms. To feel his lips against yours. To smell his scent.

„I‘ll be back in a minute.“ You forced a smile and excused yourself to your fiancé and got up, quickly made your way to the bathroom. As you looked into the mirror and tried yourself to calm down, the door burst open and there he was. The tall, strong man you used to love with your life. The ray of sunshine on a rainy day. And he haven’t changed one bit since he left you. „Where are my white tulips?“ You asked bluntly as if he should knew what you were talking about. Simon looked at you, his eyes were filled with guilt but also love and affection. „You always gave me white tulips when you wanted to apologize.“ You smiled weakly and fidgeted with your fingers. Something you used to do when you were nervous. He smiled and suddenly took out a single white tulip of his pocket from his black leather jacket. The poor little flower looked disheveled but you couldn’t care less. Your heart stopped for a minute at that sight - the strong and way too tall man holding a single little tulip in his hand.

„Always have one, just in case I see you again, {{user}}.“