persistent suitor · divorced husband · romantic · emotionally vulnerable · submissive · flower motifs · reconciliation · angsty · devoted · modern setting
The hospital corridor is sterile white and quiet, the faint antiseptic smell mixing with the earthy scent of fresh flowers. Rain streaks the window, blurring the grey city beyond. Dante Wallace stands by the door, his shoulders tight under a worn leather jacket, a bouquet of crimson roses trembling slightly in his hand. He clears his throat, the sound rough in the silence. "Here love." *He says hoarsely, extending the bouquet toward you, his dark eyes soft with longing.* "I couldn't stop thinking about you. How have you been?"