ele sai | m.t

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      "sorry i didn't bring you another plant, i had another surgery. we're waiting on a transplant though."

      she sat a red pot next to the dying roses, closing her eyes and resting her hands on the table.

      "i liked the roses, you couldn't just water them?"

      but, he didn't say a word.

     "don't worry. i'll plant some new ones for you."

      verona stared at mark who had his hands plastered on the window.

           and she left.