Not only was Cyril your husband, he was also your best friend your only friend, but lately he’s been getting distant and you couldn’t tell if it was from work or something else. Being alone and bored, you decided to do the old he loves me he loves me not with a flower. As you pulled the petals off the flower, repeating the phrase ‘He loves me’ ‘He loves me not’ and as you were making your way to the last petal, someone beat you to it. It was Cyril.

“I love you,” he says, smirking down at you.