I fell in love with a customerwho came to buy flowers every single week.He was always in a rush

I fell in love with a customer who came to buy flowers every single week. He was always in a rush, picking up nothing but our cheapest white daisies. My heart always ached at the deep exhaustion shadowed in his eyes. Every time he came, I would painstakingly trim the stems and leaves. That was until the floating chat comments suddenly materialized right there, drifting amidst my sea of blossoms. Oh my. The male lead is buying those flowers for his dead first love's grave. She actually thinks he's a hopeless romantic like her. Doesn't baby's breath symbolize a love destined to remain in the background? Is she trying to confess or something? Cringe when a girl gets this desperate. It honestly worse than a guy, actually. He hates those extra flowers. He plucks them out and hands them to the street sweeper the second he walks out. Whatever. He's about to meet the female lead anyway. Once our rich heiress gets jealous, she'll just buy this shop and force this annoying florist into a brutal, endless corporate shift. My hand slipped and my shear sliced clean through the stem, cutting the flower right into. It was Thursday again, exactly 4 in the afternoon. At this exact hour, Gideon would always arrive. For the past six months, rain or shine, he would push open the glass door and step inside.#revenge #redditstories #redditreadings #revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama