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Me with you or me without you.
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It was a perfect evening for you and me. For us.
Or so was my thought.
After that day, my garden which used to bloom with colorful roses was destroyed.
By the one who would never let anyone touch his flowers, who nurtured them like precious diamonds.
By me.
Now roses don't bloom in my garden. Funny, I don't even have a garden.
Now I hate yellow roses.
It was supposed to make you fall in love with me, not to take you away from me.
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Short Story[ FEATURED ON WATTPAD ] So I brought that yellow with red tip rose which I plucked from my garden, only for you. Do you know why I chose that color? It signifies falling in love. I wanted you to fall in love with me. ❝ Time and again, I find myself...