It was already 8:00 pm, and night fell at my main branch of Tinatangi. Many people ordered flowers today, so my time passed somewhat without Rozzean coming to my mind.
Truth be told, for the past two days, even though I wasn't in his house, he never left my thoughts. But due to the busyness earlier with the consecutive orders, my attention was somewhat diverted.
I miss him so much, and I want to see him, but I have to endure for now.
"Ma'am, there's a bouquet that hasn't been delivered yet."
I turned to Alma. She was looking at the bouquet of red roses on the side. I remembered it. Luther gave it to me, something I didn't expect to happen.
"Oh, a customer gave it to me. He's the one who messaged you that I would arrange it personally."
"Ayie, Ma'am, have you changed your perspective
