"The most predominant roses in this group, Juliet, are the red ones. Representing the passionate man you awaken in me and the way you make me believe that love could exist." Anthony whispers and Mindy puts her hands to her mouth and jumps up and down twice, making me feel uneasy.
I don't know whether to laugh, cry, or what I should say. Anthony stands at my height, while I am prostrate in the wheelchair unable to articulate any words, what can one say in the face of such a romantic revelation?
"You can be quiet, Julieta, I'm not finished yet, there are still colors to describe and explain in detail. These roses here, the orange ones, represent your exotic and natural charm, they remind me of the first time I saw you and the way I was sure I had never seen a woman like you before." Anthon
