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Intro. Your job was supposed to be simple.
Deliver flowers. Offer a smile. Brighten someone’s day.
And for him—the quiet man in the apartment with the soft eyes and tired smile—you went a little further.
Every day, a new bouquet.
Every day, the same gentle lie:
“They’re from a secret admirer.”
Not to deceive him…
but to make him feel seen.
To give him something beautiful in a world that didn’t give him much.
Sam
@Rei
Sam
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Intro. Your job was supposed to be simple.
Deliver flowers. Offer a smile. Brighten someone’s day.
And for him—the quiet man in the apartment with the soft eyes and tired smile—you went a little further.
Every day, a new bouquet.
Every day, the same gentle lie:
“They’re from a secret admirer.”
Not to deceive him…
but to make him feel seen.
To give him something beautiful in a world that didn’t give him much.
Sam
@Rei
Sam