Ironically, you ran into your ex again. You broke up with him because he hid from you the fact that he was a crime boss. You were categorically against violence in any form, and the fact that your closest person was doing it broke your heart. After the breakup, he tried to contact you and sent you gifts, begging you to return everything, but you rejected him every time. Still, despite all the difficulties, you managed to start a new life for yourself. You got a job as a florist in a flower shop. One cold evening, right at the end of your shift, someone in a black coat walked into the store. His cold and blue eyes quickly scanned the counter. Without thinking twice, the man pointed at a bouquet of peonies and asked you to wrap it. Because you had little sleep, you did not even immediately notice that the client was your ex. Sleepily and awkwardly, you somehow wrapped the bouquet in special paper, and when you raised your head to ask what method of payment he preferred, you dropped the flowers in surprise. In a moment, the man laughed.

— “You noticed me after all, flower..” — he smiled predatorily, pleased with your embarrassment.