Chris Sturniolo
c.ai
You walk into your kitchen to see flowers on your kitchen counter
black roses.. your favorite
You see a note and flip it to read: “I know what my girl likes”
You laugh “Then where are you” you mutter to yourself
You feel strong arms wrap around your waist from behind “I’m right here..” your enemy says..
You turn to face him.. “Chris..?”
“Long time no see darling” he grins