Between Petals and Memories

he saw him walking to the cemetery with his white lilies in hand. It was as if

, there was something different about him-his face looked more worn, his eyes

ed, trying to sound casual,

ant. He stood by the counter, his

with questions. "I've been thinking," she began slowly,

t mean to make you uncomfortable," he said quickly

ot that," she said, her voice soft. "I just... I w

nt, he seemed like he might leave withou

ightly. "Her name was Emily. We were supposed to get married l

little, but the pain in his eyes was so raw, so deep,

e steady but full of sadness. "Even if she's gone, I keep that promise. She'

the way he spoke about Emily-it was clear he was s

"I think she would be happy

nd. He took the flowers and placed a few bills on the c

how did she... pass?" she aske

looked away, as though the question had pull

ime to say goodbye. But it wasn't enough. I still feel like...

is words press down on him. There was so much regret, so muc

oftly. "I can't even imagin

r the first time, Katrina saw a flicker of vulne

e whispered, h

and left, walking toward

elp but wonder if he would ever find a way to heal, to move on from

l wasn't just a man with a routine. He was someone trapped

go of the feeling that she had a pa