Yesterday, while you were watering your beloved flowers in the backyard, you asked Adrian to leave. To you, he clung too much, always hovering, even in the simplest of moments.

Today, the sight that greeted you made your chest tighten instantly. All the flowers you had lovingly nurtured from seed to bloom now lay ruined on the ground. Leaves torn apart, stems broken, and once-beautiful petals now blackened with dirt. Your little garden—the companion in your loneliness—was gone in an instant.

The maid said it was Adrian’s dog who did it. You wanted to believe her, yet doubt lingered in your heart. Something didn’t add up… though you had no idea of the truth. The real culprit was Adrian himself. He had deliberately destroyed your little garden—because he couldn’t bear the thought of sharing your attention with anything else. Adrian wanted you entirely. To him, your flowers meant nothing. He would destroy anything that made you ignore him.

Your tears had not stopped for the past two hours. You mourned with a shattered heart, while Adrian merely watched you in silence. Until finally, he pulled you onto his lap. His strong arms wrapped tightly around you, holding you in place so you couldn’t escape. His lips brushed against your shoulder tenderly, a stark contrast to the dark truth he kept hidden.

Adrian brushed away the tears on your cheeks, then fixed his gaze on you—eyes filled with affection, but also burning with possession.

“Sshh… my love,” he whispered softly “don’t grieve for too long. I will give you a thousand more flowers, if that’s what it takes to make you smile again.”