Approaching the next morning, I roused in a weird environment commemorating the steps of the stairs, no self was perceived in the occupancy space.
But what was astonishing was that the existence of aunt Jee-Ho wasn't in sight too.
"Aunt? Are you in here?" I said pretentious enough to let anyone imagine my mouthpiece, but all differed with was stillness from the other hand.
Mentally face-palming myself, I walked into the kitchen to make myself a morning coffee, while I was waiting for the mug to fill, there was the whack on the front door which soon had my attention.
"Coming!" I exclaimed and put off the coffee machine, and trotted in the direction of the front door.
Opening the doors, there was no existence in a matter of seconds but as I was about to swirl around to follow the morning routine, a bouquet got the attention of the floor, which approximately had hundreds of red roses.
Looked around for the presence of any being but didn't get anyone in the sight, except the guards at the end of the opening, so I ran to him for inquiring about the bouquet which already had my heart.
"Excuse me, who put it there? Did you catch someone?"
For a few moments, he seemed confused about the question raised but then travelled his sight at the bouquet in my hands.
"Oh, these?"
"Yeah, this bouquet,"
"I didn't know the person but it was some delivery boy look, I couldn't ask anything and he handed me these, saying these are you, so I kept it there and knocked on the door," he explained without hesitating for a moment, of course, why would he hesitate. Stupid me!
"Alright, thank you!" I said and moved inside the mansion, handling them in hands, lovingly, inhaling the fresh smell of the roses which made my morning brighten with the presence however, the owner's identity was still hidden but didn't think much about it when someone wanted to bring me beautifully morning.
I kept them on the dining table, and took off the note, catching my attention.
I opened it.
~~ Beautiful roses for a beautiful writer on such a beautiful day of her life~~
Joining eyebrows together in confusion, what did that person was trying to hint through this note.
"Beautiful day?" what he means by day?
Emphasising today's date, and month I recognised that today was my birthday.
-August, 12.
My mouth left half-open, surprise written all over the face, eyes widened in amazement however soon those glittering eyes held sadness, that half-open shut up with the thin line, heart started pounding with gloom.
Knock! knock!
Unexpectedly another knock gathered my attention, I denounced under my breath to exasperate me in the morning, even I hadn't had my morning coffee.
"Coming!"
I was upset over the happening that none remembered the date, which was the dominating over growing suspicious over the owner who sent me the bouquet, he/she remembered my birthday which greeted a stampede of consolation to the heart.
"What is it?" I annoyingly said with gritted teeth but regretted it when noticed the guard's appearance fell into my sights.
"Sorry, what is it?"
"This is for you, by the way, happy birthday Miss," he wished which instantly made me smile wide.
"Thank you!" I said in rhythm.
He nodded and went away.
"What is it?" I said and my eyes got the attention of the words written on the rectangular box in front.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAUGHTER, AND FORGIVE ME!" the note said, however, unfortunately, my heart tightened when recognised the owner, this was Mom. She remembered my birthday.
I hurriedly removed the polythene of bright colour, and eyes held water in them when the sight held such emotional memories.
There were my favourite candies in it, the candies mom gifted me last time on my 20th birthday, after that I got anything in the celebration of the birthday.
Laughing madly while tasting those candies, as the taste felt the same as year's ago.
"Thank you!" I mumbled and put it aside, but when that bouquet got insight, the tilted head confused me about the owner, pulling all the senses, I tried to pull the guess about the owner who sent these roses for me.
"Tae no, Bae no, Mi-Sun no, then who would have sent me these," I said, giving up the hope to take a guess but soon the image of him, his thought caught the head.
"Did he send me this?"
"Sung-Ho?"
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~~Please forgive me, and accept these flowers from such a beautiful lover of you~~
I couldn't count the times, how many times I have read this note of her, every day I sat alone around the room, and saw this note of her.
"How many times you are going to read this today?" suddenly utterances made me flinch, but then recognising the voice, realised it was Jake.
"Did you send the roses?" I asked him considering I remembered the last times she bought me roses, so I couldn't let her birthday go without the symbolism of the love.
"Yes, I guess she might be thinking about the sender," he chuckled and grabbed the seat beside me.
For a while, there was silence until I spoke while caressing the note, "Roses were the last thing I received from her," I understood Jake would notice the darkness in the tone.
He kept his hand on the other side of the self, slightly caressing it manly, I never minded his behaviour when we were left alone as for the last three years he was the only one to sustain my anger, a company me till the sunrise, understood the situation and comforted me when I confided him the story of me and her.
Therefore, I never mind his behaviour with me, leaving the professional relationship behind.
He spoke, "Waiting isn't horrible when you know that person who would return to you, so don't give up, she wouldn't ignore the efforts you pulled for her, one day for sure she would forgive you, and moreover, she would be happy receiving those roses."