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i came back to the flower shop that was adjacent to my work place, i brought those freshly picked purple flowers with me again. the owner sighed deeply when he saw me, he knew i'll bug him again with these.

"can you please just tell me what these are?" i begged and he sighed, i guess he's getting tired of my continous nagging. he took them from me and took a closer look, he looked back at the flowers then looked back at me for a few times, i guess he was still contemplating.

then finally he spoke "this my dear is called hyacinth, it's a flower that means sorry"

and that's when realization hit me, i guess what he told me that night was all lies, i was nothing compared to his soulmate.

i already knew that what we are was wrong, but we still continued, we acted like we were meant to be, i should've been seen it before, my god was i stupid.

i thanked the florist and walked out of the shop before i make a scene. that was the day when my favorite flowers became the thing i hated most.

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