Flower Thief (Phan)
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I reached for like light pink rose, having done this a million times before. But this time a voice stopped me.
"Hey! What are you doing with my flowers!"
My heart stopped.
The guy, with slick black hair and pale skin made his way to me.
"Are you stealing them for a girl? This girl better be prettier than Aphrodite to be worth stealing my flowers over."
How was I supposed to explain to him that I was taking them to her grave?
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