Life was good. I didn't have any troubles. I lived in a nice house, and we had the most gorgeous garden. Garden of roses. That's where he and I would sit. Picking the flowers and watching the sun set. It was paradise. But one day, something about the roses were odd. I couldn't quite figure it out and neither could he. The sun wouldn't set, the sky would just go completely dark. Something was going wrong and I was going to figure it out.
