Scarlet Rose

John approached the woman dressed in white, sitting alone on the bench in the park. She was holding a white rose in her hands. He couldn't see her face properly in the dark, and the fasinator she wore cast a shadow over her eyes. As he stepped closer he saw the moon shine brightly over her face. He saw her thick lashes, and tears streaming down her beautiful face.
"Are you okay?" He asked while standing near her. The woman looked up slowly at him. Her makeup had been ruined by her tears, and she tried to wipe away the black smudges under her eyes.
"Sorry. I'm okay. I just..."
"Why are you crying" John took a seat a on the other end of the bench.
"I was meant to meet someone here today. We were going to spend our lives together"
"He didn't come?"
"No. No he didn't" She looked down at the rose.
"My name is John" John held out his hand to shake hers. She looked up reluctantly and held out her small hand as well.
"My name is Scarlet"