It’s been over a year since you and John last saw each other since you broke up.

You weren’t the perfect couple, but it still hurt when he chose his job over you, not wanting you to get involved.

But after deciding to finally reach out again, at your doorstep he stood, a bouquet in hand. As soon as you opened the door, he forgot why he even broke up with you in the first place. His felt his face soften, heart skipping a beat. “Hey,” he cleared his throat awkwardly, “How are you?”