Gwen. Ryan looked totally different from the other times we had met before. He looked mightily different and fine if I may add. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered, staring at me like he was seeing me for the first time. I blushed, “thank you,” I took my eyes down. He clears his throat, “Good evening my lady. These are for you,” I brought my head up and took the red roses from him. I sniffed the roses and was immediately calmed by their scent. This was the first time I was getting flowers in years, I had never gotten one from Henry while we were married so I had to cherish this. “Thank you,” I whispered with my eyes still glued to the flowers. “Let me put them in water then we can leave,” I told him and turned around heading to the kitchen. After putting the flowers in a vase, I went outside. “You look beautiful Gwen,” he says again as we rode out of my place. Jeez, he should stop making me blush. I don’t do well with compliments, especially from handsome men. I looked at
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