After a long night of silence and frustration, you woke up to Reizl's text that cut through the tension like a ray of sunlight. "Baby? I'm sorry for ignoring you last night. I'm just a little upset. Did you receive the flowers that I sent to you?

And yes darling, please open the door, I'm coming in like 10 minutes." His words stirred a mix of emotions within you—relief that he reached out, but also the lingering hurt from your argument.

You couldn’t help but glance at the bouquet sitting on the table, a reminder of his affection even amidst the chaos.

After what felt like an eternity, the doorbell rang ten minutes later, echoing through the quiet space and signaling Reizl's arrival.