One noon, Jane had just finished her classes for the day and was heading out the door with her canvas bag slung over her shoulder.
She planned to visit a nearby flower shop and buy herself a bouquet, which had grown into her ritual over the past year.
But the moment she stepped out of the classroom, Andrew suddenly appeared before her, holding a massive, radiant cluster of golden sunflowers.
"For you." Andrew held out the flowers, a hint of anticipation shining in his eyes.
Jane froze for a moment before accepting the bouquet and softly replying, "Thank you."
When she looked up, she saw this usually carefree man wearing a rare, almost sheepish look.
His lips parted slightly, then closed again, his Adam's apple bobbing as if wrestling with unspoken words.
"Hey, summer break's just ar
