You go again wearing the same things as last time.
You thought maybe, over time, he would like you if you slowly became more like her.
But this time he seemed to avoid you.
Why?
Vyn stood next to a coworker and was whispering to them.
Was about how you looked like her?
And how you couldn't compare to her?
You felt shame.
You stood there and acted normally while buying another flower pot.
Your eyes felt wet, but you knew you couldn't cry, as you wasted a lot of your money for expensive mascara.
You continued thinking of reasons not to cry as you watched Vyn put your flower pot in a bag.
It was a good thing you wore a hat today.
As he invited her as well.
Tears threatening to fall, you leave the store.
.
I hate her.
You knew it was illogical but she had everything you didn't have.
A perfect family.
Confidence.
People who loved her.
And Vyn's heart.
It was obvious that he liked her now.
Why would he invite her almost everyday then?
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Florist (Vyn x Reader)
Fanfictionhanahaki tw . . . Your heart doesn't feel alive, even though it clearly beats, but towards Vyn and your sweet garden, flowers seem to bloom and you can feel the butterflies in your stomach tearing you apart. . . . Inspired by the song, I Hear a Symp...
