Her Rose Bloomed Elsewhere

Summary

I can see flowers blossoming around a person when they fall in love. The stronger their love, the more beautiful the flowers.

When Ann Liston proposed to me when I was 22, 99 white camellias had blossomed around my feet, stretching down the whole street.

Seven years later, the flowers began to wither.

Even so, she insisted that love always fades anyway, whereas companionship and responsibility were far more precious.

That was why she no longer sneaked kisses when I'm asleep, but still came home punctually every day.