Third-person point of view
That evening, Leo came to visit Riley again. He brought a big bouquet of wild roses in different colours. This type of bouquet you can't just buy from any flower shop. Those roses looked so fresh and beautiful; the most special thing was that they smelled so nice, fresh and lively with a mixture of charm.
Riley took a deep breath, inhaling the smell that was so close to her heart. Her lips curved upward to a slight smile involuntarily. Her whole heart suddenly filled with cheerfulness, evading all her negative emotions since the morning.
"Do you like the flowers?" Leo, who looked extremely exhausted when he first entered the room, now had his eyes twinkling with happiness. The weariness seemed to fade away without leaving a trace. Just one brief smile from Ril
