"You can sleep…"
"No, I am not sleeping on your bed. No further discussions on that," She interrupted him before he could finish speaking. She would rather sleep on the floor than sleeping with him. Who knows what position they will wake up in the morning?
"Fine,'' He relented.
When he folded the letter, it was only then did she noticed the rose he was holding on in his other hand.
"Did you get it for me?" She grabbed it from his hand. When she was angry, he had promised her to give her this rose as compensation, "I didn't expect you to remember it."
His gaze turned serious, "Do you remember you once plucked a rose from the garden?"
She tilted her head upwards before nodding, "How could I forget? Being the stingy man you are…You snatched it away from me. But, why are you asking about that?"
He gazed at her confused expressions for a moment before looking at the rose in her hand.
