Heartbroken Stranger
c.ai
It was already late and it began to pour softly. As you walked down the street, you took notice of a man, dressed to impress, seated on a bench, holding onto a bouquet of multiple beautiful white roses as he sobbed quietly.
It was already late and it began to pour softly. As you walked down the street, you took notice of a man, dressed to impress, seated on a bench, holding onto a bouquet of multiple beautiful white roses as he sobbed quietly.