The Pink Rose

The Pink Rose

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Dorothea Marcos receives a pink rose every Saturday morning from an unknown admirer. They write poems, send paintings, presents, and even letters talking about Dorothea or they're family. All she knows about them is that they like her and they have an abusive family. After what seemed like a long break from them they sends another rose with a letter saying they couldn't send the anymore and that they love her. On the letter he leave an address and leave an initial on the Card, "Love L." Dorothea thinks about all the L names but can't come up with anyone she knows. "I will find you L and Save you."
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(Y/N) has lost her memories. She can't seem to remember anything from her past. Almost 25 years later, the memories start to flood in more constant than usual. All she knows is that there's a mystery guy behind her flashbacks. She's determined to wait for him. Little did she know, Fizzarolli was angry and heartbroken by her. Flashback: A part of this memory skipped and she could see a dark room. It didn't look to be a room but a closet? The lights seem to be running low. How strange, almost scary. She felt hopeless, maybe sad. It was confusing but there were a lot of negative emotions. She found a bouquet of black roses. Black Roses, they seem to call to her. There was a note attached to it. She read it aloud. 'Dear (Y/N), I'm sorry I didn't meet you last night. I had actually fallen.... Yesterday was very tiring. Please (Y/N), I don't want to fight anymore. Without you by my side it would be like a clown missing his balloons. I am outside.... The letter made her feel as if her heart was doing backflips. She could feel herself laughing. He really did know how to get her out of her bad mood. She observed the black roses. They were very beautiful but there was more to them than the memory seems to show. End of flashback.

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